Here is Wayne with the dear he got yesterday. It's a 6pt. with a 16 3/4 inch spread. It was a big deer. Thursday, November 16, 2006
The mighty hunter
Here is Wayne with the dear he got yesterday. It's a 6pt. with a 16 3/4 inch spread. It was a big deer. 
Sunday, November 12, 2006
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Adoption Poems
LEGACY OF AN ADOPTED CHILD
Once there were two women who never knew each other. One you do not remember, the other you call Mother.
Two different lives shaped to make you one. One became your guiding star, the other became your sun.
The first one gave you life, and the second taught you to live it. The first gave you a need for love. The second was there to give it. One gave you a nationality. The other gave you a name. One gave you a talent. The other gave you aim.
One gave you emotions. The other calmed your fears. One saw your first sweet smile. The other dried your tears. One sought for you a home that she could not provide. The other prayed for a child and her hope was not denied.
And now you ask me, through your tears,the age-old question unanswered through the years. Heredity or environment, which are you a product of?Neither, my darling. Neither. Just two different kinds of Love.
~~Author Unknown
THE ANSWER
Not flesh of my flesh
Nor bone of my bone,
But still miraculously
My own.
Never forget
For a single minute:
You didn't grow under my heart
But in it.
Once there were two women who never knew each other. One you do not remember, the other you call Mother.
Two different lives shaped to make you one. One became your guiding star, the other became your sun.
The first one gave you life, and the second taught you to live it. The first gave you a need for love. The second was there to give it. One gave you a nationality. The other gave you a name. One gave you a talent. The other gave you aim.
One gave you emotions. The other calmed your fears. One saw your first sweet smile. The other dried your tears. One sought for you a home that she could not provide. The other prayed for a child and her hope was not denied.
And now you ask me, through your tears,the age-old question unanswered through the years. Heredity or environment, which are you a product of?Neither, my darling. Neither. Just two different kinds of Love.
~~Author Unknown
THE ANSWER
Not flesh of my flesh
Nor bone of my bone,
But still miraculously
My own.
Never forget
For a single minute:
You didn't grow under my heart
But in it.
Wednesday, November 1, 2006
Finally, new pictures!
This is Julia at the Harvest Festival Parade, waiting to see her GeGe (older brother)
There is Cam with all the other Scottville Elem 3rd graders marching as the future Scotville Clown Band
This was before the parade
Anna, Cam and Mitch at Poncho's Pond for their Halloween weekend
Julia in her butterfly/ballerina/fairy costume
Here is Anna with a scary guy at Poncho's
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