Grandpa!

We spent almost two weeks in Colorado with Grandpa Jim, Alison and Uncle Nick. The whirlwind that is Turo swept in and thought everyone wanted to play with him.  All. The. Time.  

I love watching Turo and my dad together.  Turo adores his Grandpa.  One day Turo even told me I should stay at home because it was "Grandpa and Turo time."  

Things that turn my heart to mush

When the plane begins to accelerate at take-off, Turo reaches for my hand.  Carefully lacing his fingers with mine, he watches out the window and doesn’t let go until we reach the clouds.  

The 30 second artist

Jose bought Turo an easel for Christmas.  I made a whole art corner - paints, crayons, markers, stickers. Turo has shown mild interest in this part of the playroom.  He'd rather be moving, running, jumping.  But upon occassion he'll wander over and ask to get the paints out. 

Three is the magic number (for now)

Once the paperwork is filled out in adoption, you wait.  And in that space, there is much time to think.  Time passes.  Things change.  New information is added to the mix.  Deep conversations about life and finances and family and ethics are had.  While we waited for Turo, we had many long chats about such things.  But once we talked ourselves in circles, we reemerged wanting to continue on the path. Still excited even in the face of the unknowns. 

This time around has been different.  Somewhere in the early days of spring, we realized that we felt some relief that the call hadn’t come yet.  We were not in the same place as when we first began discussions about starting in on adoption #2.  Realizing that we needed some space to contemplate the make-up of our family, we called our social worker and asked that our file be put on hold. 

Maybe we’ll be on hold a few more months or for a year or maybe our family is complete.   For now we will embrace being a family of three and will continue to listen to our hearts as we look to the future.