Watch out BSF....

....here comes Hannah! She has been placed in the under two program and we are so excited. I should let them know she's a teaching leader in training. She spends her whole day chattering, and you're going to have to trust me on this one, but it's not just talking. It's giving directions, complete with emphasis, exclaimations and finger pointing. I just wonder exactly what she is trying to tell me to do. It reminds me of this Office episode called "Dwight's Speech."
Last Friday we were very blessed to have made some new friends. You'll find this same story on their blog but I'll tell it here too. One day at work I saw their blog up on the computer screen (turns out I worked with a girl who goes to their church). I started checking it out because I noticed the most recent post was something about adoption. I soon became a blog stalker. Then I figured out they lived in our area and adopted from the same agency we did. So I contacted her and we started emailing back and forth. Amy and I met for lunch (without the kids so we could concentrate) a few months ago and have kept each other posted on our mutual adoptions #2.
We decided to get together for pizza and let the kids hang out. We loved hearing their adoption story, as all adoption stories are miraculous and completely God-directed.
We are so grateful that we have adoption, God, and kids in common, which means we probably could have talked all night, but alas, kids have bedtimes. We will enjoy being together in the future.
I have permission to post their website. And please pray for their next adoption too!

Funny that the kiddos don't look too happy here. But super cute either way.

Hannah woke up from her 3.25 hour nap yesterday super happy, which always makes mama happy. She IS smiling behind that goofy looking pacifier.

Another avoiding the camera, I'm too busy look.

We finally had weather more conducive to wagons, so I put it together in the living room and then we went on a walk outside. Hannah is actually happy here too, she's just shouting something.

I'm guessing we are at the stage of not being able to get good pictures due to crawling, talking, and general busyness. So we'll just have to hire her personal photographer again to get some good ones.