Lyndon and Chelsie's adoption profile is live HERE! These two are already the best parents. I can't imagine how much better they'll be when have children. They work so hard to prepare their house and their family and themselves in every way possible to be ready for their children and they deserve the best whenever God is ready to give it to them and in whatever way He wants it to happen.
My dad is going in for heart valve repair surgery on Wednesday. After a long day of evaluations he reported, " They calculated that my heart is operating at about 40% efficiency, with 60% of the blood regurgitating backwards through the leaky valve. They see me as an ideal candidate for a very necessary valve repair surgery. (On a scale of 1-4 with 4 being the worst case, I am a 4+.)" He says his heart will be fixed just in time for Valentine's Day....
...which in our family happened last Friday to avoid the crowds. Isaiah and I took our sweetheart, Evan, out to eat at Outback for delicious food and desserts. Then we went to a pet store to look at the birds and fishies and doggies and guinea pigs and reptiles. Loved it.
Evan and Isaiah are pretty much my only friends, but even if they weren't they'd both still be my best friends. Evan is so fun to adventure with.
Unfortunately for me, Evan's favorite channel is the rolling TV guide that plays country/western music. He could dance to this music all day if I could stand it. I typically only last a few minutes listening to that stuff.
|We borrowed Mr. Caterpillar from the toy library|
|Evan had to try out all the walkers before we bought one for him. He's a little big for them--I guess they don't make walkers for 16-month olds--but he can still benefit from the practice.|
|Evan LOVES pillows. He also has two books with sound buttons that he loves to push over and over.|
Evan's other newest obsession is remotes. He's learned how to crawl around with two remotes in his hand. And don't even think about taking it away from him. Tantrum mania! Of course we've given him his own remote so he doesn't have to take Grandpa's. He also loves playing peek-a-boo in any form he can. He usually uses his arm to cover his eyes and then peek out, but sometimes he just turns his head bashfully and ducks his eyes downward, thinking we can't see him that way. He cracks me up.