So Much to Say, So Little Time!

Since our last post, many wonderful, exciting things have happened! I'll start with our trip to New York City. Many of you know Bill has been working on an MBA at U of M for the past 4 years, I think. This past fall, he went through the recruiting process to search for a new job. He ended up with three offers, one that would allow us to stay in Michigan, one that would take us to Cleveland and the other to New York City. Because of our adoption, he couldn't make a final decision until these last 2 weeks, when he would be able to visit the offices.

Okay, that all being said, this brings us to our trip to NYC. The company offered to pay for Bill and I to fly out on January 12 and return January 13. I wasn't about to leave my boys, since we'd only been home 2 weeks. He spoke with people at the company about the cost of the tickets, so we could pay for the boys to come with us. To our surprise, they paid for our family to visit NYC, see his office and his possible future boss showed us around some neighborhoods in New Jersey.

The flight there was uneventful. The boys were excited about flying on a "samalyot," airplane again and didn't seem worried that maybe we were sending them back. The boys and I had lunch together and hung out in the hotel room until we needed to head to the office to meet everyone for dinner. I wasn't about to go out and explore the city with 2 kids who barely understand me! I didn't want to risk losing them.

We spent Saturday with Bill's future boss (by the way, he accepted the job at SMCG!). His boss showed us around some neighborhoods in New Jersey. We thought they were very nice and we could live in any of the ones he showed us. We will be headed to New Jersey in June after school is out. We're very sad to leave behind family and friends, but this is a great career opportunity for Bill.

The trip home was another story!! Our flight was scheduled to leave at 5:30 pm. Well, we didn't get on the plane until 6:3o pm. Okay, we finally are going home. Wrong! We sat on the runway and waited for take-off for 40 minutes. This did not bode well with William. He started screaming and talking as loud as he could. The plane was silent and dark except for our little guy! Thankfully, he fell asleep shortly after take-off.


What would be a post without some humor? The boys of course have kept us entertained. Here's a sampling of some of the happenings that have made us smile:

Both boys are fully potty trained, but William, a.k.a. "Picasso," is still working on his wiping technique. After reviewing the process with William, Bill returned to the bathroom to see the boy doing his paper work. He was showing proper form, except for one detail: his sweater tail was firmly wedged between the paper and his intended target.

Bill tried to explain where the grandfather went that was pictured in the photo album that we took over to introduce them to the family. Since he had passed away, Bill pointed skyward, hoping the message "he's in heaven" got through. Later that night, however, it was clear that it did not: when Bill said "OK, time for bed" and pointed upstairs, both boys jumped up and down in terror yelling "NO! NO! Grandfather's up there!"

In the next post, I'll talk about Lawrence's first week of school!

Peace & love,
Bill, Kelly, Lawrence, & William