<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7760546533553919757</id><updated>2011-12-07T00:10:37.075-06:00</updated><category term='ESWS'/><category term='paper ready'/><category term='South Korea'/><category term='adoption'/><title type='text'>The Growing Henson Family</title><subtitle type='html'>This is a blog for us to keep our family and friends up to date on our little family.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11402372670500299948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>55</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7760546533553919757.post-8910696997845598321</id><published>2011-11-01T22:35:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T22:38:16.180-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween</title><content type='html'>A mermaid and a pirate come together to pillage cooperating homes for candy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N3dCQm8ziEY/TrC685aJsPI/AAAAAAAAAVk/TB5NexuOpJQ/s1600/IMG_3554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N3dCQm8ziEY/TrC685aJsPI/AAAAAAAAAVk/TB5NexuOpJQ/s320/IMG_3554.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670237486224879858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday, Cydney!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HHHW8p6DTLk/TrC6zJUN4xI/AAAAAAAAAVY/fxEd7TzBBR8/s1600/IMG_3576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HHHW8p6DTLk/TrC6zJUN4xI/AAAAAAAAAVY/fxEd7TzBBR8/s320/IMG_3576.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670237318696264466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7760546533553919757-8910696997845598321?l=han2hen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/feeds/8910696997845598321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7760546533553919757&amp;postID=8910696997845598321' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/8910696997845598321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/8910696997845598321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/2011/11/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11402372670500299948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N3dCQm8ziEY/TrC685aJsPI/AAAAAAAAAVk/TB5NexuOpJQ/s72-c/IMG_3554.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7760546533553919757.post-6223042084544690263</id><published>2011-08-25T13:37:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T13:55:39.874-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of School</title><content type='html'>Oh the first day of school. We had one excited Kindergartner this morning. She was fully dressed and ready to go before my feet had hit the floor. My feet didn't really want to. This was the day she was to go ON HER OWN out into the world. What happens if she's sad, someone is mean to her, she can't open her milk at lunch, or just feels lonely. Wait...that might be me. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rT7nX-gP_Dc/TlaWlNx-dBI/AAAAAAAAAU4/XZot2b4W9Ps/s1600/IMG_3399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rT7nX-gP_Dc/TlaWlNx-dBI/AAAAAAAAAU4/XZot2b4W9Ps/s320/IMG_3399.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644864749054096402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ian has been equally as sad to so see her go. We're both trying to find our way as just the two of us. I like having just one to focus on. No guilt. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kKZgJ0XxUmc/TlaW4wDQFoI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/QCvtG34r0nI/s1600/IMG_3409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kKZgJ0XxUmc/TlaW4wDQFoI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/QCvtG34r0nI/s320/IMG_3409.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644865084670875266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know our jobs as parents is the prepare our kids for the world outside. But today I'm questioning that task. Perhaps if I socially cripple Ian, he'll stay by my side forever......and be a very unhappy 20-something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-54Ey1Xvc9R0/TlaWxVh1AwI/AAAAAAAAAVI/iWJK0OAB-dY/s1600/IMG_3405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-54Ey1Xvc9R0/TlaWxVh1AwI/AAAAAAAAAVI/iWJK0OAB-dY/s320/IMG_3405.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644864957292282626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.....it is a part of life. I couldn't be happier that Cydney is so excited. I hope she keeps that excitement for the rest of her education. Just as long as she gives me a big hug sometimes. :-) &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-605pTYZkT5M/TlaWqM43GMI/AAAAAAAAAVA/EeK00xVsNrY/s1600/IMG_3401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-605pTYZkT5M/TlaWqM43GMI/AAAAAAAAAVA/EeK00xVsNrY/s320/IMG_3401.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644864834713884866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7760546533553919757-6223042084544690263?l=han2hen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/feeds/6223042084544690263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7760546533553919757&amp;postID=6223042084544690263' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/6223042084544690263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/6223042084544690263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/2011/08/first-day-of-school.html' title='First Day of School'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11402372670500299948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rT7nX-gP_Dc/TlaWlNx-dBI/AAAAAAAAAU4/XZot2b4W9Ps/s72-c/IMG_3399.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7760546533553919757.post-4103437424093275173</id><published>2010-12-04T14:34:00.013-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T15:36:26.427-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's that time of year!! Photos that will NOT be in your mailbox this year.</title><content type='html'>Every year it is the same problem. How to get a Christmas picture that relays the kid's personality while showing love for each other, in nice clothes, with genuine smiles, and makes you want to give someone a hug. I'm pretty sure this photo does exists....I've seen other families capture it, yet I have no idea how they do it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here you have it...photos that will NOT be in your mailbox this year....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/TPqpONI20xI/AAAAAAAAATQ/2UghgYYECBk/s1600/IMG_2463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/TPqpONI20xI/AAAAAAAAATQ/2UghgYYECBk/s320/IMG_2463.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546931952570258194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do Christmas pictures have to instigate a wrestling match??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/TPqpklFdI7I/AAAAAAAAATY/8BVcY7OnYOs/s1600/IMG_2470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/TPqpklFdI7I/AAAAAAAAATY/8BVcY7OnYOs/s320/IMG_2470.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546932336955564978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/TPqp1hoChEI/AAAAAAAAATg/l4AdrSvSq0w/s1600/IMG_2428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/TPqp1hoChEI/AAAAAAAAATg/l4AdrSvSq0w/s320/IMG_2428.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546932628084655170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing says Christmas like a good head lock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/TPqrjxpraZI/AAAAAAAAATo/z5jdbVEWDfc/s1600/IMG_2431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/TPqrjxpraZI/AAAAAAAAATo/z5jdbVEWDfc/s320/IMG_2431.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546934522172107154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/TPqrstlqyDI/AAAAAAAAATw/n_OABm3DpY8/s1600/IMG_2437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/TPqrstlqyDI/AAAAAAAAATw/n_OABm3DpY8/s320/IMG_2437.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546934675700369458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/TPqr1IOCi0I/AAAAAAAAAT4/TlLM2ou5Trw/s1600/IMG_2440.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/TPqr1IOCi0I/AAAAAAAAAT4/TlLM2ou5Trw/s320/IMG_2440.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546934820287974210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright Ian has lost consciousness....it's time to call it quits. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll leave you with some happier pictures... These next photos are of the kid's first glimpse of Santa this year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/TPqwEhjvF5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/-YAEU-otpIw/s1600/IMG_2507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/TPqwEhjvF5I/AAAAAAAAAUA/-YAEU-otpIw/s320/IMG_2507.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546939482834409362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/TPqwKYH81UI/AAAAAAAAAUI/gydOWoRD6yQ/s1600/IMG_2508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/TPqwKYH81UI/AAAAAAAAAUI/gydOWoRD6yQ/s320/IMG_2508.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546939583381165378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/TPqwRSTWg1I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/FhFOHZHqblA/s1600/IMG_2518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/TPqwRSTWg1I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/FhFOHZHqblA/s320/IMG_2518.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546939702077457234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ian refused to sit on Santa, but was happy to tell him that he wanted a car. Cydney wanted a dancing Mickey Mouse she saw at Target. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing Santa was a lot of fun. Yet, this time of year it seems to be very easy for the kids to turn into green eyed monsters, so to try a curb that we did some bell ringing for the Salvation Army this year. I'm not sure how much the task registered with Cydney (Ian was just happy to ring the bell)...but she did a great job and we all had fun wishing as many people as we could Merry Christmas!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to keep that good feeling fun going, we wish all you out there (if anyone still checks this blog because of my lack of contribution to it)...a Very Merry Christmas!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/TPq0Mm0j29I/AAAAAAAAAUg/sklcZvLPdN8/s1600/IMG_2526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/TPq0Mm0j29I/AAAAAAAAAUg/sklcZvLPdN8/s320/IMG_2526.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546944019732618194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7760546533553919757-4103437424093275173?l=han2hen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/feeds/4103437424093275173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7760546533553919757&amp;postID=4103437424093275173' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/4103437424093275173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/4103437424093275173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/2010/12/its-that-time-of-year-photos-that-will.html' title='It&apos;s that time of year!! Photos that will NOT be in your mailbox this year.'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11402372670500299948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/TPqpONI20xI/AAAAAAAAATQ/2UghgYYECBk/s72-c/IMG_2463.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7760546533553919757.post-8933713376112872312</id><published>2010-06-02T20:47:00.016-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T21:27:21.499-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation...</title><content type='html'>How sad it is that I haven't posted anything since March!!! We've been busy....I guess too busy to even post what we've been doing. Between my school, Cydney's preschool and soccer, Sean's show, and Ian's learning of words, I just don't know where the time has gone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just got back from our family vacation. We had a great time visiting Sean's brother and his girlfriend Katie, and my sister and her girls.  We tried our hand at camping in cold weather in Colorado. We made it. With lots of logs on the fire. The kids were troupers. Even with a little bit of sickness during the trip, there were still no melt downs to speak of. Phew!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures are more fun to look at then reading so here ya go....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/TAcLknP-pII/AAAAAAAAAR4/aV9LZX9xIck/s1600/IMG_1639.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/TAcLknP-pII/AAAAAAAAAR4/aV9LZX9xIck/s320/IMG_1639.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478360195358696578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cydney playing her first soccer game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/TAcMNM6bOLI/AAAAAAAAASA/smLulp5h4OE/s1600/IMG_1681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/TAcMNM6bOLI/AAAAAAAAASA/smLulp5h4OE/s320/IMG_1681.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478360892663609522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ian on his first pony ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/TAcMsnPXKKI/AAAAAAAAASI/bJIOO6vaD_Y/s1600/IMG_1698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/TAcMsnPXKKI/AAAAAAAAASI/bJIOO6vaD_Y/s320/IMG_1698.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478361432306690210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean running the kids around at one of our many rest stops on the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/TAcNoqU2QEI/AAAAAAAAASQ/5p3e63hVbhc/s1600/IMG_1722.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/TAcNoqU2QEI/AAAAAAAAASQ/5p3e63hVbhc/s320/IMG_1722.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478362463927156802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ian checking out trains with Uncle David. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/TAcOfbCD5xI/AAAAAAAAASY/kblDcwJYyB0/s1600/IMG_1754.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/TAcOfbCD5xI/AAAAAAAAASY/kblDcwJYyB0/s320/IMG_1754.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478363404714632978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cydney and Sean hiking in the Rocky Mountain National Forest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/TAcPEDN3UaI/AAAAAAAAASg/GMAqjTBQDQU/s1600/IMG_1786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/TAcPEDN3UaI/AAAAAAAAASg/GMAqjTBQDQU/s320/IMG_1786.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478364033976848802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ian hiking with Sean (or Gandalf...we weren't sure) in the Rocky Mountain National Forest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/TAcP2VhPnDI/AAAAAAAAASo/JZAQTKCJ4oo/s1600/IMG_1789.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/TAcP2VhPnDI/AAAAAAAAASo/JZAQTKCJ4oo/s320/IMG_1789.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478364897883429938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and the kiddos...hiking (are you getting the gist of what we enjoyed on the trip??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/TAcQgkZvRfI/AAAAAAAAASw/GxkKt7b-fsQ/s1600/IMG_1820.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/TAcQgkZvRfI/AAAAAAAAASw/GxkKt7b-fsQ/s320/IMG_1820.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478365623432988146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maiya and Maddie helping Ian work on his dinosaur art at the Dino Museum. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/TAcR5lUk82I/AAAAAAAAATA/iSq2lFdepD8/s1600/IMG_1817.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/TAcR5lUk82I/AAAAAAAAATA/iSq2lFdepD8/s320/IMG_1817.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478367152688132962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ian building a dinosaur at the Dinosaur Museum (3 heads on a dino are better than one). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/TAcRdYjtI_I/AAAAAAAAAS4/aXSZgIPVL3Q/s1600/IMG_1826.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/TAcRdYjtI_I/AAAAAAAAAS4/aXSZgIPVL3Q/s320/IMG_1826.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478366668225586162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A picture of all the kids. Poor Cydney was fading fast in these pictures...great of the rest of them...I may photoshop a smile on her face to make this a perfect picture yet! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have had a wonderful spring and a great summer so far....Thank you for checking in on us. My goal is to not wait so long to post again. Have a safe and happy summer....hope to see you all soon!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7760546533553919757-8933713376112872312?l=han2hen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/feeds/8933713376112872312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7760546533553919757&amp;postID=8933713376112872312' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/8933713376112872312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/8933713376112872312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/2010/06/vacation.html' title='Vacation...'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11402372670500299948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/TAcLknP-pII/AAAAAAAAAR4/aV9LZX9xIck/s72-c/IMG_1639.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7760546533553919757.post-7701654498537427946</id><published>2010-03-05T14:10:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T14:50:06.619-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes, Ian DID have a Birthday....</title><content type='html'>Hello, First of all I apologize for not getting these pictures up sooner. I am now officially on Spring Break and to celebrate I made myself a list of things to do...the first being to post Ian's second birthday!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/S5FntwIoEJI/AAAAAAAAARA/jin6r9aJ2Y0/s1600-h/IMG_1539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/S5FntwIoEJI/AAAAAAAAARA/jin6r9aJ2Y0/s320/IMG_1539.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445247460180496530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here he is with his basketball cake, or what is supposed to be a basketball cake. He seemed a little sheepish while we sang to him and loved the jello more than the cake, but it is all for the photo right? And what do you do with a cake mold?? Why play with it of course! &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/S5FomcOZfXI/AAAAAAAAARQ/TOOL7RgltkM/s1600-h/IMG_1543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/S5FomcOZfXI/AAAAAAAAARQ/TOOL7RgltkM/s320/IMG_1543.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445248434088541554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/S5FolwHnKtI/AAAAAAAAARI/eLI7YKFrUWY/s1600-h/IMG_1542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/S5FolwHnKtI/AAAAAAAAARI/eLI7YKFrUWY/s320/IMG_1542.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445248422248917714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/S5Fomz914kI/AAAAAAAAARY/yiDjeRlvk2Y/s1600-h/IMG_1544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/S5Fomz914kI/AAAAAAAAARY/yiDjeRlvk2Y/s320/IMG_1544.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445248440461550146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stacy if you're reading this, we DID wash the mold after we had our fun with it. :-) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been doing other things before the birthday and cake mold fun. We had a great time celebrating the Korean New Year with many adoptive families from the area. We had a fantastic buffet at a Korean restaurant and then dressed the kids up in their hanboks to "ring" in the new year. Ian loved the soup and had 4 bowls! Which the owner informed us was a good thing, because according to tradition you can't move into the new year until you've eaten your soup. Ian's going to have a very BIG year, I guess. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/S5FpuFvJj2I/AAAAAAAAARg/sKY6VMpssx4/s1600-h/IMG_1533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/S5FpuFvJj2I/AAAAAAAAARg/sKY6VMpssx4/s320/IMG_1533.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445249665002475362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that Ian is 2, I am learning about things that we are not going to be doing with such ease that we did before. Ever since Ian came home I have been cutting his hair (not well, but it got the job done). Now that he's 2 I've learned that you can't cut a 2 year old's hair that DOESN'T WANT his hair cut! I refer you to exhibit "A" below... &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/S5FrEoFuYvI/AAAAAAAAARo/thgI5aDCR8Y/s1600-h/IMG_1547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/S5FrEoFuYvI/AAAAAAAAARo/thgI5aDCR8Y/s320/IMG_1547.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445251151692718834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/S5FrFHdvHfI/AAAAAAAAARw/nARPasMfrpI/s1600-h/IMG_1564.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/S5FrFHdvHfI/AAAAAAAAARw/nARPasMfrpI/s320/IMG_1564.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445251160114929138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I put a hat on him for the rest of the day and we were able to get some professional help that afternoon. Phew!! I think we will be seeking professional help from now on for all his hair needs. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cydney managed through Ian's birthday fairly gracefully. She did have a little trouble with his gifts. After waiting 10 seconds after he opened his gifts she'd ask, "Ian, are done with that?" &lt;br /&gt;She is doing more and contemplating more everyday. She has big plans for when she's a Mommy. She asked me the other day if I could help pick out a Daddy for her babies and help name him!! I did tell her that they usually come with names. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ian has the whole town mapped out in relation to the Barnes and Noble where the choo choos are. We were coming out of another store the other day and he whipped around to point in the direction of the book store (that he couldn't see) to ask if we could go. He also watches for it out the window when we're driving. Silly guy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope we can go outside soon and enjoy some nice sunshine. It has been a long winter and we can't wait to start playing in the yard again! Happy soon to be spring!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7760546533553919757-7701654498537427946?l=han2hen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/feeds/7701654498537427946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7760546533553919757&amp;postID=7701654498537427946' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/7701654498537427946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/7701654498537427946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/2010/03/yes-ian-did-have-birthday.html' title='Yes, Ian DID have a Birthday....'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11402372670500299948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/S5FntwIoEJI/AAAAAAAAARA/jin6r9aJ2Y0/s72-c/IMG_1539.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7760546533553919757.post-6761761886943135475</id><published>2010-01-27T07:57:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T08:07:21.241-06:00</updated><title type='text'>We're still here....</title><content type='html'>We had a very nice Christmas and New Years. It was wonderful getting to see everyone! Here are just a few things we've been up to this month. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/S2BHB6_K-II/AAAAAAAAAQw/3k5AMfqV-PA/s1600-h/IMG_1490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/S2BHB6_K-II/AAAAAAAAAQw/3k5AMfqV-PA/s320/IMG_1490.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431419248948476034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One of Cydney's friends had a Fancy Nancy Birthday party. We had a lot of fun getting her dressed up for the party. It was a Fancy Nancy Tea Party...lots of fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/S2BHosh30OI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/P3_hk8OOjsc/s1600-h/IMG_1506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/S2BHosh30OI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/P3_hk8OOjsc/s320/IMG_1506.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431419915082387682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is what happens when you try and use your face as a sled. Sean took the kids sledding while I was off studying. I think they had a good time otherwise. :-) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're just spending our days trying to keep warm. Hope you are too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7760546533553919757-6761761886943135475?l=han2hen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/feeds/6761761886943135475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7760546533553919757&amp;postID=6761761886943135475' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/6761761886943135475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/6761761886943135475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/2010/01/were-still-here.html' title='We&apos;re still here....'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11402372670500299948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/S2BHB6_K-II/AAAAAAAAAQw/3k5AMfqV-PA/s72-c/IMG_1490.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7760546533553919757.post-7347840541887204553</id><published>2009-12-08T13:30:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T14:18:35.764-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures that WON'T be in your mailbox this Christmas!</title><content type='html'>It is that time again for getting that perfect Christmas picture. A.K.A. the pictures of torture. I'm still not sure who is tortured more..me or the kids. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/Sx6tgp81crI/AAAAAAAAAQE/HUz4KFJnL2s/s1600-h/IMG_1418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/Sx6tgp81crI/AAAAAAAAAQE/HUz4KFJnL2s/s320/IMG_1418.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412954578674348722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I quickly found that tickling isn't the answer. We just get a little too silly.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/Sx6u971pXSI/AAAAAAAAAQM/xfPIvl75Vgk/s1600-h/IMG_1327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/Sx6u971pXSI/AAAAAAAAAQM/xfPIvl75Vgk/s320/IMG_1327.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412956181203868962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Also singing Christmas songs to get their attention didn't work either.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/Sx6v_6NaFtI/AAAAAAAAAQU/hJoFeC8JV0A/s1600-h/IMG_1333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/Sx6v_6NaFtI/AAAAAAAAAQU/hJoFeC8JV0A/s320/IMG_1333.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412957314638026450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Telling jokes doesn't work either. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/Sx6xYh7e2wI/AAAAAAAAAQc/y0NXs9gsYFc/s1600-h/IMG_1169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/Sx6xYh7e2wI/AAAAAAAAAQc/y0NXs9gsYFc/s320/IMG_1169.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412958837128747778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ian is saying..."Cheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeese" (he's seeing if he says it with more emphasis, if I will let them go play). &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/Sx6yO7n2KYI/AAAAAAAAAQk/Xivecfip-ZE/s1600-h/IMG_1177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/Sx6yO7n2KYI/AAAAAAAAAQk/Xivecfip-ZE/s320/IMG_1177.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412959771738646914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Props and food also didn't work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will keep trying. We will have a Merry Christmas despite the fact we don't have a pictures showing the kid's TWO happy and clean faces. We know that those times do occur, we'd just like prove it. :-)  We wish all of you a Merry Christmas!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7760546533553919757-7347840541887204553?l=han2hen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/feeds/7347840541887204553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7760546533553919757&amp;postID=7347840541887204553' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/7347840541887204553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/7347840541887204553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/2009/12/pictures-that-wont-be-in-your-mailbox.html' title='Pictures that WON&apos;T be in your mailbox this Christmas!'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11402372670500299948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/Sx6tgp81crI/AAAAAAAAAQE/HUz4KFJnL2s/s72-c/IMG_1418.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7760546533553919757.post-5693417023571613354</id><published>2009-11-04T19:08:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T19:33:50.523-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Gotcha!</title><content type='html'>It is Ian's gotcha day today! I can't believe that it has been a year already. It has been a year of adjusting, trusting, attaching, and loving. In our parenting classes during our preparation to bring Ian home, they said that it could take a year to form a good attachment to each other. I thought that sounded like a very long time. Yet throughout this year it is just when I think I'm fully attached and I can't possibly love him any more than I do, I'll look back in a month and think... nope, NOW I'm completely attached and I can't possibly love him more. He has been such a joyous addition to our family. We are so blessed to have him and Cydney in our lives. In the adoption world the phrase "You grew in my heart and not my tummy." is used a lot. Before we had Ian I wasn't sure if I would use that phrase or not. Although, now I understand it. My heart is about to burst. Forever a family. :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7760546533553919757-5693417023571613354?l=han2hen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/feeds/5693417023571613354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7760546533553919757&amp;postID=5693417023571613354' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/5693417023571613354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/5693417023571613354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/2009/11/gotcha.html' title='Gotcha!'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11402372670500299948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7760546533553919757.post-6939664475076568944</id><published>2009-10-23T18:56:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T19:23:30.605-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday/Halloween!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SuJC93nX54I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/O6eICtXvwGA/s1600-h/IMG_1101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SuJC93nX54I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/O6eICtXvwGA/s320/IMG_1101.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395948934211823490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well we got to start our Halloween early this year. The kids didn't mind. The downtown businesses have their trick or treating early. Our bunny hopped the whole way there and Yoda wouldn't give up his stick for anything. We did shorten his stick right after this picture so that he wouldn't take his eye out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SuJDztHRbHI/AAAAAAAAAPY/IODamjJxHvY/s1600-h/IMG_1116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SuJDztHRbHI/AAAAAAAAAPY/IODamjJxHvY/s320/IMG_1116.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395949859105762418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cydney celebrated her 4th birthday. She had such a great time. She got to take donuts as her treat to her preschool friends, wear a fancy dress, go shopping with some birthday money, eat pizza and cake for supper and watch a mooooovie! She woke up the next morning asking if her birthday was that day too! Ahhh...if only!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SuJE480XzEI/AAAAAAAAAPg/6_c9amkuyjk/s1600-h/IMG_1106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SuJE480XzEI/AAAAAAAAAPg/6_c9amkuyjk/s320/IMG_1106.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395951048732429378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here she is discovering her birthday present from us. A doll house. The jury is still out if the gift was for her or me. I had just as much fun setting it up for her. Needless to say I didn't see her much the next day. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SuJGfE_g29I/AAAAAAAAAPo/cgGFR9e0RkM/s1600-h/IMG_1058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SuJGfE_g29I/AAAAAAAAAPo/cgGFR9e0RkM/s320/IMG_1058.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395952803273300946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also had fun celebrating Chuseok (the Thanksgiving-like Korean holiday)with many other adoption families a few weeks ago. It was wonderful hanging out with them and meeting some new families as well. The food was terrific (thanks Rachel and Chris for hosting). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SuJHfox2s7I/AAAAAAAAAPw/vE5b8VFhaCw/s1600-h/IMG_1094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SuJHfox2s7I/AAAAAAAAAPw/vE5b8VFhaCw/s320/IMG_1094.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395953912391316402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took the kids to my 10 year college reunion. It was wonderful playing around on campus and showing the kids all of our memories. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SuJH4tUrXmI/AAAAAAAAAP4/reM33vQPSmo/s1600-h/IMG_1096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SuJH4tUrXmI/AAAAAAAAAP4/reM33vQPSmo/s320/IMG_1096.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395954343107845730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a fun and busy month (and it's not even over yet!) It is hard to believe that a year ago on Tuesday, Sean and I would have been heading to Korea! What a very very fast and Happy year!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7760546533553919757-6939664475076568944?l=han2hen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/feeds/6939664475076568944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7760546533553919757&amp;postID=6939664475076568944' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/6939664475076568944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/6939664475076568944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-birthdayhalloween.html' title='Happy Birthday/Halloween!!'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11402372670500299948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SuJC93nX54I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/O6eICtXvwGA/s72-c/IMG_1101.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7760546533553919757.post-749752586975663873</id><published>2009-10-06T10:42:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T14:10:55.452-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpkin Patch</title><content type='html'>We wanted to get a camping trip in before the end of the year and thought that perhaps this last weekend might be our only chance. Yes, it was cold but we had a great time.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SstmRrO_EdI/AAAAAAAAAOY/dpZOJ-GCy-w/s1600-h/IMG_0908.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SstmRrO_EdI/AAAAAAAAAOY/dpZOJ-GCy-w/s320/IMG_0908.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389513832928317906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here are Cydney and Ian "practicing" their camping with their sleeping bags.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/Sstm15ubh7I/AAAAAAAAAOg/78-C2JmFSyM/s1600-h/IMG_1018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/Sstm15ubh7I/AAAAAAAAAOg/78-C2JmFSyM/s320/IMG_1018.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389514455293593522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cydney helping Daddy set up the tent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SstnG3Lu8vI/AAAAAAAAAOo/bebe7Z1_JOw/s1600-h/IMG_1022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SstnG3Lu8vI/AAAAAAAAAOo/bebe7Z1_JOw/s320/IMG_1022.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389514746668970738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sometimes help wasn't always the right word. :-)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SsuUOqFAJrI/AAAAAAAAAOw/PSiHctbIsv4/s1600-h/IMG_0986.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SsuUOqFAJrI/AAAAAAAAAOw/PSiHctbIsv4/s320/IMG_0986.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389564358613280434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We visited a pumpkin patch so that the kids could find the pumpkin that is calling their names. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SsuUrLsrZbI/AAAAAAAAAO4/aNfk10YPq_8/s1600-h/IMG_0996.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SsuUrLsrZbI/AAAAAAAAAO4/aNfk10YPq_8/s320/IMG_0996.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389564848674399666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "What's that??!?!?" Ian's a little disturbed that pumpkins might be talking to him.... It is his first time in a patch.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SsuVRmqllQI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PCIifDEOox0/s1600-h/IMG_0997.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SsuVRmqllQI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PCIifDEOox0/s320/IMG_0997.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389565508748416258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This pumpkin seemed friendly enough...it will come home with us. :-)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SsuVoi877wI/AAAAAAAAAPI/dNJ-Kf_zKEw/s1600-h/IMG_0979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SsuVoi877wI/AAAAAAAAAPI/dNJ-Kf_zKEw/s320/IMG_0979.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389565902888627970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We ended with some yummy apple donuts and apple cider. I love fall!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7760546533553919757-749752586975663873?l=han2hen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/feeds/749752586975663873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7760546533553919757&amp;postID=749752586975663873' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/749752586975663873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/749752586975663873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/2009/10/pumpkin-patch.html' title='Pumpkin Patch'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11402372670500299948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SstmRrO_EdI/AAAAAAAAAOY/dpZOJ-GCy-w/s72-c/IMG_0908.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7760546533553919757.post-3286187232219655386</id><published>2009-09-01T13:53:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T14:16:32.654-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First day of School</title><content type='html'>Today was Cydney's first day of 3 year old preschool. She was soooo excited! We picked a preschool that is just a few blocks away so that we can walk there. She ran the whole way there and I had a hard time keeping up with her. :-) She had a fantastic time. She said the teacher didn't get mad at her and she had only one complaint that someone had pulled her hair. So perhaps we need to do braids or a bun. :-) &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/Sp1uXg3bVhI/AAAAAAAAAN4/2VgKGrBhZS4/s1600-h/IMG_0872.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/Sp1uXg3bVhI/AAAAAAAAAN4/2VgKGrBhZS4/s320/IMG_0872.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376574880388699666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ian had his 18 month check up yesterday and got a good report. He did have to get a couple of shots. He still amazes me that he only blinks when they give them to him. I guess when your daily tasks involve jumping off chairs face first onto the floor, a little needle doesn't hurt so much. :-) He's been saying a lot more words lately. "Snack, birdie, bus, Dadda, shoes." He is obsessed with shoes. I took the kids shoe shopping the other day and it was if I'd taken him to the biggest toy store ever! He just kept giggling as he pulled box after box off the shelves and tried each shoe on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/Sp1wAFbVpwI/AAAAAAAAAOA/fkK40IyTADc/s1600-h/IMG_0785.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/Sp1wAFbVpwI/AAAAAAAAAOA/fkK40IyTADc/s320/IMG_0785.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376576676909393666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We've been blessed by the squash fairy this summer. Here are the kids with our HUGE squash. I finally had to start freezing some because we were all getting a little tired of it at every meal. :-) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/Sp1xQzS6bzI/AAAAAAAAAOI/Id-Wmmji3Y4/s1600-h/IMG_0842.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/Sp1xQzS6bzI/AAAAAAAAAOI/Id-Wmmji3Y4/s320/IMG_0842.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376578063611621170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/Sp1xjUZEgkI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/uTaFtl_yOtQ/s1600-h/IMG_0851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/Sp1xjUZEgkI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/uTaFtl_yOtQ/s320/IMG_0851.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376578381733462594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week it is apples. We picked 40 pounds of apples over the weekend at Papa's farm. So far we've made apple butter, but I think applesauce, apple bread, and apple pie filling are going to be in the works the next couple of days. We really need a bigger freezer and stomachs. :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7760546533553919757-3286187232219655386?l=han2hen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/feeds/3286187232219655386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7760546533553919757&amp;postID=3286187232219655386' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/3286187232219655386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/3286187232219655386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/2009/09/first-day-of-school.html' title='First day of School'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11402372670500299948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/Sp1uXg3bVhI/AAAAAAAAAN4/2VgKGrBhZS4/s72-c/IMG_0872.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7760546533553919757.post-571526066379327092</id><published>2009-07-26T22:54:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T23:18:51.367-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer is flying by</title><content type='html'>It is hard to believe that school is supposed to begin soon and summer will be technically over. It has been a busy summer, with fun visits from family, vacation bible school and swim lessons. Here are some pictures that show just how much fun we've been having...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/Sm0llX5lcZI/AAAAAAAAANA/ucfDdPbXn5o/s1600-h/IMG_0676.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/Sm0llX5lcZI/AAAAAAAAANA/ucfDdPbXn5o/s320/IMG_0676.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362984055269061010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ian trying watermelon for the first time. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/Sm0l3mZA65I/AAAAAAAAANI/xiTAsl1IK7E/s1600-h/IMG_0703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/Sm0l3mZA65I/AAAAAAAAANI/xiTAsl1IK7E/s320/IMG_0703.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362984368396626834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cydney playing with her cousins from Colorado. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/Sm0neJBHJ9I/AAAAAAAAANQ/yJ_tYlLDgNE/s1600-h/IMG_0718.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 137px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/Sm0neJBHJ9I/AAAAAAAAANQ/yJ_tYlLDgNE/s320/IMG_0718.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362986130038269906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Celebrating Ian's first 4th of July with cousins at the Lake. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/Sm0n0PIg-XI/AAAAAAAAANY/9FB35rfPQNA/s1600-h/IMG_0724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/Sm0n0PIg-XI/AAAAAAAAANY/9FB35rfPQNA/s320/IMG_0724.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362986509637056882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cydney learning to fish with Daddy. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/Sm0oErnwrPI/AAAAAAAAANg/W1hZHhCaWeg/s1600-h/IMG_0751.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/Sm0oErnwrPI/AAAAAAAAANg/W1hZHhCaWeg/s320/IMG_0751.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362986792162209010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ian sharing a good laugh with cousin Delaney. It must have been a knee slapper. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/Sm0oZhJa7cI/AAAAAAAAANo/T3EaM-ZCWt0/s1600-h/IMG_0773.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/Sm0oZhJa7cI/AAAAAAAAANo/T3EaM-ZCWt0/s320/IMG_0773.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362987150127852994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying out some running shoes.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/Sm0owwxqpmI/AAAAAAAAANw/UTy3p2D1ALo/s1600-h/IMG_0769.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/Sm0owwxqpmI/AAAAAAAAANw/UTy3p2D1ALo/s320/IMG_0769.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362987549460178530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing video games with Uncle James.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ian has learned how to climb and is keeping us on our toes. He can often be found sitting in a chair at the table waiting for a meal to be served. :-) Cydney is excited to be starting another set of swimming lessons tomorrow and is on her quest daily to wear a dress that twirls. It has been a great summer so far and we hope that you have had one as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7760546533553919757-571526066379327092?l=han2hen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/feeds/571526066379327092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7760546533553919757&amp;postID=571526066379327092' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/571526066379327092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/571526066379327092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/2009/07/summer-is-flying-by.html' title='Summer is flying by'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11402372670500299948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/Sm0llX5lcZI/AAAAAAAAANA/ucfDdPbXn5o/s72-c/IMG_0676.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7760546533553919757.post-6152837540611371117</id><published>2009-06-09T14:10:00.014-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T14:55:40.650-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First Family Vacation...</title><content type='html'>We're back! We took our first family of four vacation last week. We had a great time and Ian got to see and play in the ocean for the first time. I think he would have gone for a dip by himself if we'd let him. :-) Cydney also liked the water a lot more than the last time we saw the ocean. She even touched a sea anemone! That surprised me since I was trying to be brave and touch one myself. :-) &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/Si63_ggaSmI/AAAAAAAAAMI/nF12dSFHHhs/s1600-h/IMG_0552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/Si63_ggaSmI/AAAAAAAAAMI/nF12dSFHHhs/s320/IMG_0552.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345412109420874338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/Si64vJUIsgI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/m0tyGxVK-Mg/s1600-h/IMG_0582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/Si64vJUIsgI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/m0tyGxVK-Mg/s320/IMG_0582.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345412927829094914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/Si606REAmwI/AAAAAAAAALo/Imfze3WXazQ/s1600-h/IMG_0572.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/Si606REAmwI/AAAAAAAAALo/Imfze3WXazQ/s320/IMG_0572.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345408720840989442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here they are waiting with Daddy for a wave so that they can jump over it. We tried building sandcastles, although we got a little carried away with building a mote and both kids lost interest long before we did. Ian was more interesting in throwing rocks in the water anyway. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/Si613fDI6BI/AAAAAAAAALw/Q3yveyZtdaA/s1600-h/IMG_0511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/Si613fDI6BI/AAAAAAAAALw/Q3yveyZtdaA/s320/IMG_0511.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345409772567455762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/Si66QzYCc4I/AAAAAAAAAMo/hAUKG7XaYvM/s1600-h/IMG_0520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/Si66QzYCc4I/AAAAAAAAAMo/hAUKG7XaYvM/s320/IMG_0520.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345414605567062914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Cydney and Uncle Michael on her first mountain climb. She was excited to still see snow! &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/Si62MHR83-I/AAAAAAAAAL4/cD2VVJxSfJM/s1600-h/IMG_0435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/Si62MHR83-I/AAAAAAAAAL4/cD2VVJxSfJM/s320/IMG_0435.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345410126964383714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Ian having a great time at the children's museum. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/Si63PdVswtI/AAAAAAAAAMA/5g4FwfLgpzM/s1600-h/IMG_0540.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/Si63PdVswtI/AAAAAAAAAMA/5g4FwfLgpzM/s320/IMG_0540.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345411283936920274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cydney's main focus on the trip was to see the elephants at the zoo. She kept asking, from the minute we stepped off the plane, where they were. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/Si69Xy62grI/AAAAAAAAAM4/zxKK6ok3fV8/s1600-h/IMG_0619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/Si69Xy62grI/AAAAAAAAAM4/zxKK6ok3fV8/s320/IMG_0619.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345418024238613170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/Si67A7dC42I/AAAAAAAAAMw/9IC72mLGgqA/s1600-h/IMG_0576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/Si67A7dC42I/AAAAAAAAAMw/9IC72mLGgqA/s320/IMG_0576.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345415432369267554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Don't let Ian's face fool you (he just fell in some cold water and is contemplating where he went wrong) we had a fantastic time! It was so good to see Uncle Michael, we can't wait to go see him again!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7760546533553919757-6152837540611371117?l=han2hen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/feeds/6152837540611371117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7760546533553919757&amp;postID=6152837540611371117' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/6152837540611371117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/6152837540611371117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/2009/06/first-family-vacation.html' title='First Family Vacation...'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11402372670500299948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/Si63_ggaSmI/AAAAAAAAAMI/nF12dSFHHhs/s72-c/IMG_0552.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7760546533553919757.post-5924241562867038759</id><published>2009-05-16T21:59:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T22:19:04.236-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Forever a Family!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/Sg9-ElP3yVI/AAAAAAAAALQ/JUUBZ87HPzI/s1600-h/DSCN9328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/Sg9-ElP3yVI/AAAAAAAAALQ/JUUBZ87HPzI/s320/DSCN9328.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336622700640586066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ian is officially adopted!! Last Wednesday we had our day in court. It took about 20 minutes and it was a done deal. We must have answered all the questions correctly, because they agreed to let us keep him. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/Sg9-y0oSexI/AAAAAAAAALY/oxbgR0ZvtOU/s1600-h/DSCN9330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 235px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/Sg9-y0oSexI/AAAAAAAAALY/oxbgR0ZvtOU/s320/DSCN9330.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336623495043513106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was a very happy day here in the Henson household! The little people didn't really understand, but the big ones did!   &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/Sg9_KaoXRzI/AAAAAAAAALg/pBjnpS0bDdw/s1600-h/DSCN9333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/Sg9_KaoXRzI/AAAAAAAAALg/pBjnpS0bDdw/s320/DSCN9333.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336623900381366066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; How does Ian celebrate?Why by shopping at Cracker Barrel of course! :-) I swear he's a happy guy, it just seems when cameras come out...the smiles are hidden. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being Ian's official forever family is something we've been looking forward to for a long time. Going to court hasn't changed anything at home, but we're sure grateful for what it stands for! We feel so blessed to be a family and are looking forward to forever!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7760546533553919757-5924241562867038759?l=han2hen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/feeds/5924241562867038759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7760546533553919757&amp;postID=5924241562867038759' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/5924241562867038759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/5924241562867038759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/2009/05/forever-family.html' title='Forever a Family!!'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11402372670500299948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/Sg9-ElP3yVI/AAAAAAAAALQ/JUUBZ87HPzI/s72-c/DSCN9328.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7760546533553919757.post-4796713750443416461</id><published>2009-05-04T19:20:00.014-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T15:26:35.913-05:00</updated><title type='text'>6 months already?</title><content type='html'>Six months ago yesterday we arrived home with Ian. (disregard the date above...that's when I started writing this post...Nov. 5th is when we came home).I can't believe it has been that long already! Next week we're heading to the court to make our family official and legal. We've felt pretty offical for a long time now, Uncle Sam just has to have his say as well. ;-) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SgHtKm3tsjI/AAAAAAAAAKg/TrkEVqPX4Qw/s1600-h/IMG_0292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SgHtKm3tsjI/AAAAAAAAAKg/TrkEVqPX4Qw/s320/IMG_0292.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332804200272081458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   Yesterday also happened to be a holiday in Korea known as Children's Day. They celebrate the children by taking them somewhere fun, eating fun foods and getting presents for them. Here are the kids getting ready to go. We spent the morning with other families that have kidd-o's from Korea. It was a lot of fun. It is so great to see Ian toddling around with his adoptee buddies. Thank you to all the ladies who went to so much work to make it such a fun morning!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SgHuCH4wuwI/AAAAAAAAAKo/DMmoxWUce-I/s1600-h/IMG_0309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SgHuCH4wuwI/AAAAAAAAAKo/DMmoxWUce-I/s320/IMG_0309.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332805154027649794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here they are enjoying their cupcakes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SgHuxPN0fiI/AAAAAAAAAKw/HBKacBOsSR8/s1600-h/IMG_0340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SgHuxPN0fiI/AAAAAAAAAKw/HBKacBOsSR8/s320/IMG_0340.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332805963448876578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Ian practicing his social skills. His friend Drew is 7 days younger than him. Perhaps they were nursery buddies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SgHv8mBI6kI/AAAAAAAAALA/XaXf082ZBWA/s1600-h/IMG_0325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SgHv8mBI6kI/AAAAAAAAALA/XaXf082ZBWA/s320/IMG_0325.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332807258059893314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids discovered a fountain and sure got wet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SgHwKUNMcWI/AAAAAAAAALI/2Thef9c4QKM/s1600-h/IMG_0344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SgHwKUNMcWI/AAAAAAAAALI/2Thef9c4QKM/s320/IMG_0344.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332807493796786530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Ian doing a headstand because he's so excited about playing in water. We all had a lot of fun. &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;I've started working on a Lifebook for Ian and for Cydney. A lifebook is pretty common in adoption circles. It is a book you put together for your adopted child that explains all you know about his past and how he/she came to be adopted. It is a good jumping off point for discussions about adoption. I'm making one for Cydney too. I underestimated how hard this task is. I'm also looking for possible ways to illistrate it. It may just be some stick people with smiles. I still have a long way to go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for checking in. My appologies if you've been checking more frequently than I post. Perhaps this summer I'll have more time?? :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7760546533553919757-4796713750443416461?l=han2hen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/feeds/4796713750443416461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7760546533553919757&amp;postID=4796713750443416461' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/4796713750443416461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/4796713750443416461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/2009/05/6-months-already.html' title='6 months already?'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11402372670500299948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SgHtKm3tsjI/AAAAAAAAAKg/TrkEVqPX4Qw/s72-c/IMG_0292.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7760546533553919757.post-5275331172882946385</id><published>2009-04-01T18:50:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T19:30:45.116-05:00</updated><title type='text'>April fools!</title><content type='html'>No, this is no April fools joke...I'm actually posting a message! I apologize for being so silent for so long. Time has been getting away from me, but please except my apology with many pictures of the kids. So much has happen since I last posted. We've had visitors, swim lessons, doctor visits, and oh, yeah! A court date has been set to finalize Ian's adoption!! Woohoo!! &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SdP_Oo6hJVI/AAAAAAAAAI4/FDs6Slat8Lw/s1600-h/IMG_0083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SdP_Oo6hJVI/AAAAAAAAAI4/FDs6Slat8Lw/s320/IMG_0083.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319876211820799314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is another big accomplishment...we turned Ian's car seat around to face forward now. He giggled the whole way to our first destination after we turned him (he giggled like we'd forgotten to turn him around). :-) &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SdP_u6JYX0I/AAAAAAAAAJA/PIMuvQEzgQs/s1600-h/IMG_0025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SdP_u6JYX0I/AAAAAAAAAJA/PIMuvQEzgQs/s320/IMG_0025.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319876766202355522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ian has also been busy supervising Cydney's job of feeding the dog. She gives him the lid to dog food container and he bangs it on the floor while she dishes out the food. Kind of like a "come and get it" bell for Amos. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SdQAfYH0cmI/AAAAAAAAAJI/s9VaIdSA7-c/s1600-h/IMG_0049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SdQAfYH0cmI/AAAAAAAAAJI/s9VaIdSA7-c/s320/IMG_0049.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319877598882591330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cydney got a metal for finishing her sports class at the YMCA. She was so proud of her metal that she wore it for days. After she got tired of it, Ian tried wearing it for a day, but decided it was too long. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SdQBL9reALI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/whu2gIcIqoo/s1600-h/IMG_0078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SdQBL9reALI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/whu2gIcIqoo/s320/IMG_0078.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319878364878471346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here they are in the wagon (on one of our nice days not too long ago), getting ready to ride to the park. Cydney had instructions to not let him jump from the moving wagon and she took it very seriously. I'm not sure Ian could breath most of the way there, but he was safe. ;-)&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SdQCBWq_mNI/AAAAAAAAAJY/bZ5v18UMIaY/s1600-h/IMG_0094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SdQCBWq_mNI/AAAAAAAAAJY/bZ5v18UMIaY/s320/IMG_0094.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319879282120431826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was trying the get a picture of Cydney and Ian in their "Big Sister" and "Little Brother" shirts before they got too big to wear them. This was as close and happy as they got during my photo session. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SdQDpPaP48I/AAAAAAAAAJw/bsYAQ4vll-4/s1600-h/IMG_0150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SdQDpPaP48I/AAAAAAAAAJw/bsYAQ4vll-4/s320/IMG_0150.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319881066877543362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly, we are in full Easter celebration around here. Just like the Christmas photo there isn't a photo that has both these bunnies smiling, so alas, a have a happy bunny and a bunny in headlights look. But they were sure good sports. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SdQEvwmBxRI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/MhJtlwj2_hE/s1600-h/IMG_0158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SdQEvwmBxRI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/MhJtlwj2_hE/s320/IMG_0158.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319882278376162578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Since none of the previous pictures have Ian smiling, I thought I'd end with this one of him enjoying a dip in the sink. Sometimes a meal is just that good, that he needs a dip in the sink rather than be spot cleaned. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise to not let as much time go until the next post. Some things that I wish I could show you are Ian's new dance moves and Cydney's magic tricks. Ian's ears pick up music everywhere and he just starts dancing. His moves are fun...kind of a Charlie Chaplin meets Micheal Jackson thing. Cydney's tricks usually involve her waving her hands and exclaiming.."Ta Da...FIRE!" That makes Mommy nervous and has made her launch into fire safety and awareness, but Mommy also knows who to blame. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wish everyone a fire free and Happy Easter!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7760546533553919757-5275331172882946385?l=han2hen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/feeds/5275331172882946385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7760546533553919757&amp;postID=5275331172882946385' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/5275331172882946385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/5275331172882946385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/2009/04/april-fools.html' title='April fools!'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11402372670500299948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SdP_Oo6hJVI/AAAAAAAAAI4/FDs6Slat8Lw/s72-c/IMG_0083.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7760546533553919757.post-7623779744017667709</id><published>2009-02-24T21:05:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T21:39:51.211-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ian is ONE!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SayeQ6Co8hI/AAAAAAAAAII/NsQLeitf4s4/s1600-h/ian.hanbok.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SayeQ6Co8hI/AAAAAAAAAII/NsQLeitf4s4/s320/ian.hanbok.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308792074058396178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like only yesterday that we were bringing him home.... :-) We celebrated a few weeks ago with family and friends (my apologies for not posting sooner). We hadn't invited Mother Nature but she invited herself so we had to reschedule for the next day. We tried to keep with Korean traditions and make sure we had the 4 parts of a good Korean birthday party. #1) Wear traditional Korean clothing (we left that to Ian, who wore the Hanbok that his foster mom gave him). #2) Prayers and blessings (Rev. Grandma Henson did a nice job with that). #3) Sharing food with friends and family (we fixed Bee-Bim Bop and Seaweed soup) #4) Preforming the Toljabee (having Ian pick an item that will predict what his life will hold). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SayfQ8FZaqI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PKziprpdJLo/s1600-h/ian.bday.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 284px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SayfQ8FZaqI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PKziprpdJLo/s320/ian.bday.2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308793174118460066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We surprised ourselves with the Bee-Bim Bop. It turned out better than our trial run at home. Woohoo!! I wanted to serve seaweed soup because I had read that many mother's eat it after giving birth and then eat it again on their child's birthday to celebrate it. I wanted to honor his birth mother in some way and this seemed like the perfect way. I'm afraid we should have done a trial run on it too, because it didn't turn out nearly as good as it was in Korea. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SaygcMcWcgI/AAAAAAAAAIY/b1id9FLrCdo/s1600-h/ian.bday4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 206px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SaygcMcWcgI/AAAAAAAAAIY/b1id9FLrCdo/s320/ian.bday4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308794466999890434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We preformed the Toljabee. Here are the items we had and what they stood for: &lt;br /&gt;Apple - He will have many descendants&lt;br /&gt;Thread - He will have a long life&lt;br /&gt;Book - He will be a scholar&lt;br /&gt;Rice - He will be rich&lt;br /&gt;Knife - He will be a warrior&lt;br /&gt;Brush - He will be a talented artist&lt;br /&gt;Puppet - You can guess this one (a last minute addition from Daddy)&lt;br /&gt;Ian chose the thread and then went for the rice. A great choice! I was relieved that he chose the thread...with his dare devil ways I need all the assurance I can get that he's going to live a long life!! I secretly was holding out for the apple (because of grandchildren...it is never to early to start hoping). ;-) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/Sayieb7ndHI/AAAAAAAAAIg/HtWAZAc5s5A/s1600-h/ian.cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 270px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/Sayieb7ndHI/AAAAAAAAAIg/HtWAZAc5s5A/s320/ian.cake.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308796704540554354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We also had some American traditions as well. It just wouldn't be his first birthday without letting him eat his first piece of cake! He really liked it. Cake in one hand....a Star Trek tribute with the other "Live long and prosper." He didn't get quite as messy as I thought he would, but he still needed a little dip in the sink afterward. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all had a great time. I think Ian had the best time of all. He was working the room like I've never seen. He loves parties and especially when they're for him!! Here are a few more pictures from the party.... &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/Sayjbv1yiYI/AAAAAAAAAIo/7xKN8RVjC9k/s1600-h/gpa.ian.happy.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 316px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/Sayjbv1yiYI/AAAAAAAAAIo/7xKN8RVjC9k/s320/gpa.ian.happy.2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308797757856844162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ian with Grandpa Henson enjoying an inside joke. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SayjuBVb1tI/AAAAAAAAAIw/n7TcM6_5SZs/s1600-h/fam.pic..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SayjuBVb1tI/AAAAAAAAAIw/n7TcM6_5SZs/s320/fam.pic..jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308798071790622418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Cydney might be melting here. Just too much fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so wonderful to be able to celebrate Ian with so many friends and family! I can't begin to tell you how much we're enjoying having him as a part of our family. We're looking forward to many more birthdays!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7760546533553919757-7623779744017667709?l=han2hen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/feeds/7623779744017667709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7760546533553919757&amp;postID=7623779744017667709' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/7623779744017667709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/7623779744017667709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/2009/02/ian-is-one.html' title='Ian is ONE!!'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11402372670500299948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SayeQ6Co8hI/AAAAAAAAAII/NsQLeitf4s4/s72-c/ian.hanbok.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7760546533553919757.post-2245621904576780191</id><published>2009-02-12T20:57:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T21:37:55.682-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ian has been Served!</title><content type='html'>Hopefully this is the only time in his life that this will happen. Yesterday we met our lawyer. Well, more like his assistant and saw his office. We got the paperwork started to finalize Ian's adoption. Korea's rules are that the adoption is finalized in the US, six months after we arrive home. Our court date won't be for a while yet, but I knew there was paperwork and regulations that took some time to complete, so I wanted to get the ball rolling. It was really an interesting experience. Our lawyer's assistant took us around the court house completing paperwork. Our last stop was the department that "serves" people their paperwork to be present in court. According to the law, Ian is supposed to physically except the paperwork from the Lady working in this department. "Good luck, Lady." Was my only thought. She waved the paperwork at him and he did his shy pose (burying his head in my shoulder...I love that). His thoughts probably were (sorry, if this gets old...): "This is a trick! At home they don't let me play with paper, because it tastes so good and they're afraid I won't eat dinner. And I'm not supposed to take papers from strangers." Finally I took his hand and placed it on the paperwork and they called it "served". Phew! I thought we might be there all night. We celebrated with a trip to McDonald's. That's right, we celebrate BIG at our house. ;-) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because yesterday was such a big day Ian's cold has gotten worse. Poor guy. You wouldn't know it to watch him. He just goes about his exploring, but when you look at his little face you can see how miserable he is. A trip to the doctor didn't provide any medicine, so he's got to just wait it out. Blah.... I'm just hoping he feels better in time for his birthday party. Cydney is so excited about his party. She's been picking out dresses in her closet for a few days now. She's hoping that there will be music for dancing. :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7760546533553919757-2245621904576780191?l=han2hen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/feeds/2245621904576780191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7760546533553919757&amp;postID=2245621904576780191' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/2245621904576780191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/2245621904576780191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/2009/02/ian-has-been-served.html' title='Ian has been Served!'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11402372670500299948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7760546533553919757.post-1185448658698122228</id><published>2009-02-06T20:13:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T21:02:40.435-06:00</updated><title type='text'>How to terriorize your soon-to-be toddler....</title><content type='html'>It is simple really....go through the automatic car wash. Today I learned about Ian's biggest fear. I thought it actually might be fun and I'd get the van clean...a win win. But once we were in place and the sprayers started, so did the crying. No amount of consoling or telling him it was going to be alright made any difference. From his perspective it was like this: There is a large monster outside my window! And not the kind from Sesame Street. Oh, o.k. I think it might be gone....Oh, wait here it comes again!!!! Oh, the humanity!!!! Will this never end?? The Mom in the van was beginning to wonder the same thing. Meanwhile, on the other side of the van was a whole different experience. Cydney would squeal with delight with each passing and exclaim "Ooooo we're getting soooo kwean!!" So the lesson learned here, was to leave Ian at home next time and wait a few years before we try it again with him. Poor little guy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a new place to hang out during the day. We became a YMCA family last week. It appealed to me because I could take the kids with me and they would have fun in the activity room and I'd get a little bit of exercise and wean myself from the need for coffee. Everyone wins. I knew it would be an adjustment for Ian, but he has really done pretty well. I also like it because if he is upset for very long they'll come get me. Cydney likes to run the track after I come and get them. I carry Ian as we are chased by bears, bees, or lions. Although today he wanted to run it himself. He tries so hard to keep up with Cydney. It won't be too long before he can.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7760546533553919757-1185448658698122228?l=han2hen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/feeds/1185448658698122228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7760546533553919757&amp;postID=1185448658698122228' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/1185448658698122228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/1185448658698122228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/2009/02/how-to-terriorize-your-soon-to-be.html' title='How to terriorize your soon-to-be toddler....'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11402372670500299948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7760546533553919757.post-8029498770426456927</id><published>2009-01-23T22:42:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T00:56:06.827-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh the questions...!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SXquzemXtJI/AAAAAAAAAHg/OEMDSE8r1hI/s1600-h/christmas+%2708+109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SXquzemXtJI/AAAAAAAAAHg/OEMDSE8r1hI/s320/christmas+%2708+109.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294736511338001554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been my first week home with both of the kids and it as been a fantastic week. We had Cydney going to preschool full time until last week. We'd paid for it so we thought she might as well enjoy it! We hope to get her into a new one where she only goes 2 mornings a week. Ian loved having her home with us. He likes to follow her around to find the "good" toys. Cydney likes being home so that she can "mother" Ian as much as she wants. They play pretty well together. Today I heard all this giggling coming from the living room and when I got there I found Cydney giving Ian a puppet show! Her Dad has rubbed off on her. :-) Ian likes it if the puppets try and eat him. &lt;br /&gt;     Reading my cousin's blog the other day I realized that we are having the same discussions in our house. Since Ian has been home the topic of body parts has come up and we've been trying to address them as clearly as possible. Just like my cousin's little guy (Landon), Cydney thinks Ian has a "peanut" or after being corrected..."pizza??". She seems concerned about it, but I think more because she's jealous that he gets to carry food in his pants. We'll keep those discussion lines open and hopefully get her straightened out before she has kids. :-) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SXqwBR3ev5I/AAAAAAAAAHo/l2juecEWwRc/s1600-h/christmas+%2708+105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SXqwBR3ev5I/AAAAAAAAAHo/l2juecEWwRc/s320/christmas+%2708+105.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294737847949901714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;      Cydney has also started noticing the differences between her and Ian in other ways. We knew that this is the typical age for kids to start comparing themselves to others. Cydney loves Ian's eyes. She loves that they are so dark and she can see herself in them. I caught her today trying to get her eyes to be the same shape as his. I love that she loves his beautiful features. Of course, being out in public more now I've noticed that adults are not much different than 3 year olds on this subject. We get a lot of stares and comments. The worst one coming this week was "How much did he cost?". I'd read that this could be a question, but I wasn't prepared for it. All I could muster was..."He was worth it." Not that all the stares are dark or comments bad. Most strangers we see seem so very genuinely happy to see our little family. Before we got Ian, it was my biggest fear that the stares or comments would bother me. I've never liked sticking out and adopting a child of another race seemed like a very big way to go about doing just that! It scared me. I was afraid that it would be like wearing a sign that says, "Hello, I can't have my own child so I took someone elses! What's your name?" But I can now honestly say that none of it matters. Having Ian home with us and falling in love with him makes all of that disappear. People can think and say whatever they like...I'm in love and he's my SON!! But now my fear is for him. Right now it is easy. He's oblivious to all of this. In a few years he'll start to notice things just as Cydney is. Just as any new parent I want to have all the right answers at all the right times. Are there enough books out there so that I can memorize these quick witted answers to annoying questions and make him the most well adjusted adopted child in the world? Probably not. But I'll do my best. As long as he grows up knowing that he is loved and loves who he is, I think that's all I can ask. Just as long as he understands he doesn't have food in his pants. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SXq7DB0l_PI/AAAAAAAAAHw/NuOwk9--JIY/s1600-h/IMG_0008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SXq7DB0l_PI/AAAAAAAAAHw/NuOwk9--JIY/s320/IMG_0008.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294749972630469874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7760546533553919757-8029498770426456927?l=han2hen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/feeds/8029498770426456927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7760546533553919757&amp;postID=8029498770426456927' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/8029498770426456927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/8029498770426456927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/2009/01/oh-questions.html' title='Oh the questions...!!'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11402372670500299948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SXquzemXtJI/AAAAAAAAAHg/OEMDSE8r1hI/s72-c/christmas+%2708+109.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7760546533553919757.post-5488405848819592348</id><published>2009-01-09T14:11:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T21:35:30.156-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Year...New accomplishments...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SWexIbQCiXI/AAAAAAAAAG8/sVcQGS7fY3Y/s1600-h/christmas+%2708+053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SWexIbQCiXI/AAAAAAAAAG8/sVcQGS7fY3Y/s400/christmas+%2708+053.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289391045682039154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a crazy new year so far. Hence, the lack of blogging. We had a wonderful holiday season and enjoyed introducing Ian to his new family and friends. Here is a picture of Ian with his cousin Maiya. We discovered that he's an extrovert. He's a little shy at first, but once he starts to feel at home, there's no stoppin' him. :-)I think Cydney liked having him here on Christmas morning. Santa leaves double the toys! &lt;br /&gt;Ian's had a lot of firsts lately (which are good...no more missing any of his firsts!!). His big first is that I believe we can officially say that he is walking. He started about a week ago. Here is a picture of his first taste of spaghetti....&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SWe100KZYiI/AAAAAAAAAHU/NMyrRglVKjM/s1600-h/christmas+%2708+098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SWe100KZYiI/AAAAAAAAAHU/NMyrRglVKjM/s200/christmas+%2708+098.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289396206330012194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think he liked it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His newest game is to see what I'd be willing to eat. Toys, his sock, the string on my sweatshirt, an old bottle he found under the couch are just a few things. Sometimes it feels a little like Fear Factor. I kind of wonder if it is pay back for trying to get HIM to try so many different kinds of food. :-) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new year comes with a new adjustment. I'm now trying out my new role as a stay-at-home Mom by day and workin' gal by night. Originally I was planning to work 3 nights a week but because of scheduling conflicts I'm working 5. Blah....It is going to take some adjustment time, but I think we'll get the hang of it here before too long. Hopefully...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope all of you are enjoying your new year this year so far. Last year was all about building our family and this year we plan on just enjoying it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7760546533553919757-5488405848819592348?l=han2hen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/feeds/5488405848819592348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7760546533553919757&amp;postID=5488405848819592348' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/5488405848819592348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/5488405848819592348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-yearnew-accomplishments.html' title='A New Year...New accomplishments...'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11402372670500299948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SWexIbQCiXI/AAAAAAAAAG8/sVcQGS7fY3Y/s72-c/christmas+%2708+053.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7760546533553919757.post-5589119262276308470</id><published>2008-12-14T23:02:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T23:23:40.122-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fake Christmas picture???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SUXmMbkmGDI/AAAAAAAAAGw/TVlDO9K1Mjg/s1600-h/fake.xmas.picture+copy.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SUXmMbkmGDI/AAAAAAAAAGw/TVlDO9K1Mjg/s400/fake.xmas.picture+copy.2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279879239395842098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it against to rules to just MAKE UP a Christmas picture?? Here are our best faces in ONE picture. I didn't really have to find a good one of Sean...the man is like a cookie cutter when it comes to these pictures. He looks good in every one. I on the other hand had trouble finding one that I didn't have a crazed look in my eyes. So as you can see we are still on the hunt for a Christmas picture. We have some candidates that if by Wednesday have not been replaced by better photos can and will be used. You may be thinking to yourself. Why spend time in photoshop making this ridiculous photo?? I find it therapeutic. I thought maybe if it was just crazy enough it would be good. Nope...didn't work. Now onto our Christmas letter.....fake one of those too?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update on Ian. He has had a lot of firsts these last couple of days. He took his first steps!! I'm am so very sad that I missed them, but Daddy got to see them. We don't think it will be long until we're running after him. He also took his first road trip this weekend and got to meet some family. He did really well. He slept well in his pack-n-play and even rode in the car well. This gives us great hope for next week!! We want to wish everyone a Merry Christmas that we won't be seeing or have addresses for. Have a safe and happy holiday season!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7760546533553919757-5589119262276308470?l=han2hen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/feeds/5589119262276308470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7760546533553919757&amp;postID=5589119262276308470' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/5589119262276308470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/5589119262276308470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/2008/12/fake-christmas-picture.html' title='Fake Christmas picture???'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11402372670500299948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SUXmMbkmGDI/AAAAAAAAAGw/TVlDO9K1Mjg/s72-c/fake.xmas.picture+copy.2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7760546533553919757.post-3170010434356395279</id><published>2008-12-04T23:26:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T23:31:29.706-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The perfect picture...</title><content type='html'>Here are pictures that WON'T be in our mailbox this season...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/STiyIFWMN6I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/Utzz-3kREUw/s1600-h/IMG_9188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/STiyIFWMN6I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/Utzz-3kREUw/s200/IMG_9188.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276162815408486306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/STiyR6ypiMI/AAAAAAAAAGY/tRJByfedpcw/s1600-h/IMG_9190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/STiyR6ypiMI/AAAAAAAAAGY/tRJByfedpcw/s200/IMG_9190.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276162984373749954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every year this is an issue. Getting the best picture possible for our Christmas cards. I knew this year would be a challenge, but tonight we did our first "take". I think I chose the wrong time. I thought it was a good one...both kids were clean, fed, and happy. But it seemed as soon as the camera came out the sad faces did too. No one was looking at the camera at the right time and smiling at the same time. I broke a sweat at one point trying to keep everyone on the couch. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/STiycGz16aI/AAAAAAAAAGg/8lR3O6nveao/s1600-h/IMG_9202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/STiycGz16aI/AAAAAAAAAGg/8lR3O6nveao/s320/IMG_9202.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276163159398672802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This last one, I think Ian is looking for a escape hatch and if you notice the ears in the foreground, Amos (the dog) is trying ever so hard to do what we're asking. Good dog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When not torturing the kids we're having a nice time as a family. With both Sean and I home right now I had all these grand plans of getting things done, but as you can see from my absence here on a the blog that isn't happening. I do think we are all falling into the grove of a four member family, though. Ian is adjusting more and more each day. We decided not to take him to our Thanksgiving dinners, which turned out to be a good choice (if not a very hard one). He came down with a cold. His second since we've been home. He's been working on his new immunities. But we see no reason he won't be visiting everyone for Christmas! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is hard to believe that it has been one month since we've been home! Ian is really a happy baby (disregard previous pictures). He is exploring more and asking to be held more (yeah!). We've been starting baby sign language with him and he signed  "more" to me today! I'm not sure he understands the sign, but it won't be long now. I feel I need to leave you with a picture free of torture... &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/STi3bpqudAI/AAAAAAAAAGo/CzLApKj5oa4/s1600-h/IMG_9179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/STi3bpqudAI/AAAAAAAAAGo/CzLApKj5oa4/s320/IMG_9179.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276168649133945858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7760546533553919757-3170010434356395279?l=han2hen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/feeds/3170010434356395279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7760546533553919757&amp;postID=3170010434356395279' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/3170010434356395279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/3170010434356395279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/2008/12/perfect-picture.html' title='The perfect picture...'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11402372670500299948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/STiyIFWMN6I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/Utzz-3kREUw/s72-c/IMG_9188.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7760546533553919757.post-8908762105881566179</id><published>2008-11-17T14:33:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T22:37:33.859-06:00</updated><title type='text'>We're still here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SSHZdaqdMUI/AAAAAAAAAFw/C0740iJZrjI/s1600-h/IMG_9094-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SSHZdaqdMUI/AAAAAAAAAFw/C0740iJZrjI/s320/IMG_9094-1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269732138397020482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I apologize for not posting in such a long time. There were days that I had to chose between showering and posting on the blog and think the people around me were happy with my choice. :-) We are doing very well, though. I think Ian is starting to feel at home here. We've been taking baby steps to get him into his own bed and we succeeded last weekend (with NO tears!!). He started out sleeping with us in our bed, then we put a mattress on the floor in his room and slept with him there. And now we just sit in his room while he goes to sleep in his crib. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SSIjO8wgsqI/AAAAAAAAAF4/X831TZKbNjI/s1600-h/IMG_9053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SSIjO8wgsqI/AAAAAAAAAF4/X831TZKbNjI/s200/IMG_9053.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269813253711639202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is such a happy little guy. He and Cydney "play" well together...I'm not sure Ian understands he's playing most of the time, but he likes to hang out where Cydney is. Yesterday they were playing restaurant under the table. Cydney wanted to know why Ian just wanted to eat the plates and not the play food. :-) &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SSIkkr6SDjI/AAAAAAAAAGA/eMzrA7f4o1Y/s1600-h/IMG_9069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 248px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SSIkkr6SDjI/AAAAAAAAAGA/eMzrA7f4o1Y/s320/IMG_9069.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269814726657969714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She also likes to "talk" to him. While riding in the car the other day Ian was babbling away at her and she was graciously replying with "Oh, really? That's nice." With most certainly days ahead of us with sibling quarrels I'm soaking up all I can of these little exchanges. It is more than I'd hoped for. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is what we've learned about Ian's likes and dislikes. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SSI810SJmNI/AAAAAAAAAGI/Y-nIYx77JKo/s1600-h/IMG_9079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SSI810SJmNI/AAAAAAAAAGI/Y-nIYx77JKo/s320/IMG_9079.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269841409242405074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He likes yogurt, cheerios, tickling, anything that can be chewed on (he's chewing on a string from my  robe in this picture) or anything that he can pull himself up on, and he loves being tossed in the air (gently, of course). And Grandpa Russell, we've even checked it out and his Gollywopper is ticklish! Things Ian dislikes are car seats, highchairs (basically anything that keeps a man down), and socks. :-) The jury is still out about the dog. He has been pretty scared of our dog, but at the same time is fascinated by him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past weekend was a huge turning point for Ian. I think I can now consider myself part of his inner circle.(high fives all around!) He seems to have relaxed and is enjoying himself with us. We are sure enjoying him!! He is a delight and such a great gift to our little family. He lives up to his name...Ian means "Gift from God."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7760546533553919757-8908762105881566179?l=han2hen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/feeds/8908762105881566179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7760546533553919757&amp;postID=8908762105881566179' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/8908762105881566179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/8908762105881566179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/2008/11/were-still-here.html' title='We&apos;re still here!'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11402372670500299948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SSHZdaqdMUI/AAAAAAAAAFw/C0740iJZrjI/s72-c/IMG_9094-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7760546533553919757.post-1279930457263295624</id><published>2008-11-06T22:11:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T22:47:44.262-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Home!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SRPBQchhS3I/AAAAAAAAAFI/zkklvWP5c68/s1600-h/IMG_9012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SRPBQchhS3I/AAAAAAAAAFI/zkklvWP5c68/s320/IMG_9012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265764877605096306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are here!! It is so good to be home. Ian is doing well. We are enjoying getting to know him and his little isms. He is a relatively easy going baby. He is tending to do his grieving at night. It breaks our hearts when he does, but we're working through it. Here is a picture of Ian's last sunset in Korea. We said good-bye and that we'll be back someday! The flight home was a loooong one. Ian slept for about 3 hours total. He is also cutting 3 teeth the poor guy. He has taken to Sean very well. Sean seems to be the only one that can soothe him. He lets me hold him and feed him, but only Dad will do when he's sad. I'm so glad that one of us is able to soothe him when he's sad. Cydney is being such a good big sister. She doesn't like to hear him cry so when he does she goes and finds the "best" toys to bring him so he'll be happy again. Ian is likewise in awe of her. He likes to seek her out. Here is a picture of her watching TV and Ian checking on her. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SRPCGCh9XuI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vqNoUVElyX8/s1600-h/IMG_9041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SRPCGCh9XuI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vqNoUVElyX8/s320/IMG_9041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265765798340550370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And here is another picture of them breaking in his bathtub. Please disregard the kids' hair. If you think that's bad you should see what I look like!! We've been in a fog since we've been home. :-)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SRPD_NiyYkI/AAAAAAAAAFY/sKMVcqp_8XY/s1600-h/IMG_9047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SRPD_NiyYkI/AAAAAAAAAFY/sKMVcqp_8XY/s320/IMG_9047.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265767880060985922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Oh and we've gotten a lot of questions as to Ian's hair. No, we haven't given him a Mohawk. It is just the endearing way it is. We gave him a bath and as soon as we dried his hair it was back up again. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're slowly exposing Ian to different things in our lives. Sean is in the other room as we speak playing the guitar for him. It is never too soon to start him on a musical instrument. ;-) It kind of looks like Ian is dancing. :-) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll leave you with a few pictures of Ian this morning. He seems to be happiest when he is clothes free. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SRPGd7ELi1I/AAAAAAAAAFo/leeRDBSgULw/s1600-h/IMG_9044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SRPGd7ELi1I/AAAAAAAAAFo/leeRDBSgULw/s320/IMG_9044.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265770606699973458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SRPGLidEZ0I/AAAAAAAAAFg/tJk1Ecs_-bs/s1600-h/IMG_9042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SRPGLidEZ0I/AAAAAAAAAFg/tJk1Ecs_-bs/s320/IMG_9042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265770290855831362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7760546533553919757-1279930457263295624?l=han2hen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/feeds/1279930457263295624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7760546533553919757&amp;postID=1279930457263295624' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/1279930457263295624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/1279930457263295624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/2008/11/home.html' title='Home!!'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11402372670500299948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SRPBQchhS3I/AAAAAAAAAFI/zkklvWP5c68/s72-c/IMG_9012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7760546533553919757.post-853682602934540460</id><published>2008-11-03T06:03:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T07:36:58.614-06:00</updated><title type='text'>One more day!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SQ7r88r_oTI/AAAAAAAAAE4/3NR2BNqOeqw/s1600-h/IMG_8985.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SQ7r88r_oTI/AAAAAAAAAE4/3NR2BNqOeqw/s400/IMG_8985.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264404446758019378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a meeting with the elder Dr. Kim and lunch with his daughter, Dr. Kim. It was nice after a few days of just site seeing to finally be doing something adoption related. Here is a picture of Sean and I with the elder Dr. Kim. He's technically retired, but still likes to meet with each family that is adopting. He was a sweet man that has done so much for orphans and unwed mothers here. I had no idea the size of the organization that he's manage to build in 25 years. The lunch with the younger Dr. Kim was delicious!! We got to meet many other families here that are adopting. They sat us next to Dr. Kim and I was very nervous about my dinner etiquette. At least we've had some time to practice it the last few days. We spent the rest of the day just milling around the area near here. There is a cinema that was showing English movies with Korean subtitles, so we broke down and saw one. We finished the night with a nice meal at restaurant overlooking the street. It is the latest we've been out since we've been here (8:30pm)! We should be going to bed early tonight because tomorrow we get Ian....FOREVER!!! Or at least until he's eighteen and goes to college, but I can't think about that now. :-) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very excited and scared about tomorrow. The talk at lunch today turned towards the grieving that these little guys go through being taken from everything they know into a world where nothing is familiar. This isn't new news to us, we've been warned about it and read books about it and gone to classes about it. My heart breaks for him. It is so much grief for such a little one to have to bare. I can't blame him. We look funny and smell funny to him. Most of the stares we get in public are from children. I saw a baby on an elevator today and I was trying to get her to smile at me, but she was so scared and she was in her mother's arms! Don't get me wrong, I have been ready for tomorrow for a very long time and I will hold Ian until the pain goes away and I'm a familiar face. I'm just afraid my heart might shatter in the process. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we've taken these classes that discuss his grief and attachment to us, it has been suggested that we keep visitors to a minimum when we get home. We will probably be hermits for the first few weeks so he can work on becoming attached to us. Depending on how that goes, we are then going to ask that visitors be no more than a few people at a time and for a short period of time. This is so hard for us to do!! Believe me, I can't wait to introduce him to all of you back home that have been praying for him and loving him since before we knew him. We hope you can understand. He might surprise us all and have very little trouble transitioning. I hope so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure I'll have a chance to blog tomorrow or not. The ceremony is set for 4 p.m. Dr. Kim will say a prayer for Ian before he's entrusted to us. If you don't mind saying a little prayer for Ian and us tomorrow too I would very much appreciate it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we didn't take very many pictures today, I'll leave you with this one. A view from our final room here at Eastern. We love it and I hope it will bring some peace to Ian tomorrow night. So our next post may be state-side. Thank you to all of you who have shared in this journey with us. It has been wonderful having all of your support over here with us! &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SQ7t5yW9pvI/AAAAAAAAAFA/e5IWOGncyYM/s1600-h/IMG_8995.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SQ7t5yW9pvI/AAAAAAAAAFA/e5IWOGncyYM/s400/IMG_8995.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264406591469102834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7760546533553919757-853682602934540460?l=han2hen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/feeds/853682602934540460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7760546533553919757&amp;postID=853682602934540460' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/853682602934540460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/853682602934540460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/2008/11/one-more-day.html' title='One more day!!'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11402372670500299948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SQ7r88r_oTI/AAAAAAAAAE4/3NR2BNqOeqw/s72-c/IMG_8985.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7760546533553919757.post-7320242991046333657</id><published>2008-11-02T04:34:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T05:34:21.857-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiking....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SQ2D3QmyFSI/AAAAAAAAAD4/JzQLVQLnMOk/s1600-h/IMG_8964.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SQ2D3QmyFSI/AAAAAAAAAD4/JzQLVQLnMOk/s320/IMG_8964.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264008524839654690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we hiked and boy are we feelin' it tonight! We hiked up Mt. Namsan to the Seoul Tower. I think I'd recommend taking the cable car up there. I was sure envious of the people riding to the top when we were going up the stairs. We even ran into some bees and gave the locals a good show trying to get away from them. There were women with high heels passing us! (Which actually wasn't unusual, women here wear high heels everywhere.) It was a beautiful hike. The leaves are changing here and it was a wonderful view from up top! We ate lunch there and went to the observation deck. Here we are waving to Chicago...we didn't see anyone waving back. How sad. It was amazing to see how big Seoul really is. It just kept going and going....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then walked down the mountain on the other side and walked to another shopping area called Itaewon. I had wanted to go a get the kid's names painted by this vendor that another couple had used when they were here. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SQ2G6Y7kLnI/AAAAAAAAAEY/lFnH0-6Ttqw/s1600-h/IMG_8966.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SQ2G6Y7kLnI/AAAAAAAAAEY/lFnH0-6Ttqw/s200/IMG_8966.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264011877148798578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SQ2HIV97k7I/AAAAAAAAAEg/CVY5BXOFnzc/s1600-h/IMG_8967.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SQ2HIV97k7I/AAAAAAAAAEg/CVY5BXOFnzc/s200/IMG_8967.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264012116871582642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Little did we know that most of the stores were closed because it was Sunday. We had a time getting there and had to whip out our map several times. We had so many people stop and help us today. They would just come over and ask if they could help us. This isn't uncommon here. Like I've said before they are the warmest and friendliest people I've ever met. It turned out that the vendor wasn't there today, but we did find a fantastic dessert shop that was open!! It might have been the millions of calories that I burned going up and down the mountain, but the chocolate and dessert at this place was to die for!! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SQ2JXGCFqqI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BFa811q-Tk8/s1600-h/IMG_8984.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SQ2JXGCFqqI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BFa811q-Tk8/s200/IMG_8984.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264014569315347106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And there were so many to chose from!! My mouth is watering just thinking of them again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started walking toward the subway and found all these antique shops that were open. That was a lot of fun!! There were so many nice things. Sean, who is ever the voice of reason in our relationship, pointed out that if I was willing to leave all my clothes here, then I could bring something back!! :-) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of clothes, I am in awe of the way people are dressed here. They are soo stylish! Everyone is dressed so nicely. Like I said before the women are usually in dress shoes everywhere they go. I bought a scarf the other day to try and blend in. Sean doesn't think it worked. I think he's right. But they sure make me want to strive to be more stylish!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a correction to yesterday's blog. I posted the wrong picture of the rat. I actually posted the snake which is the animal of the year I was born. Sorry. Thank you to those of you who are REALLY reading the blog. Take my word for it, the rat look just about the same only with ears. :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7760546533553919757-7320242991046333657?l=han2hen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/feeds/7320242991046333657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7760546533553919757&amp;postID=7320242991046333657' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/7320242991046333657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/7320242991046333657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/2008/11/hiking.html' title='Hiking....'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11402372670500299948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SQ2D3QmyFSI/AAAAAAAAAD4/JzQLVQLnMOk/s72-c/IMG_8964.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7760546533553919757.post-5273649670628071441</id><published>2008-11-01T05:42:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T06:38:22.507-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Being tourists....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SQwz7zpNm1I/AAAAAAAAADY/xQoYGqHZYrQ/s1600-h/IMG_8870.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SQwz7zpNm1I/AAAAAAAAADY/xQoYGqHZYrQ/s400/IMG_8870.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263639167057632082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were shameless tourists today. We went to a palace and a folk museum to learn a little more about the history of our son's country. We took pictures, tried on costumes, and watched a show of traditional dance and music. My hat wouldn't fit in this picture (my head is too big). It was kind of nice being in a place that had a lot of other foreigners. We didn't feel like we stuck out quite so much. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SQw3eNsAdqI/AAAAAAAAADo/qa-dMuYKqOo/s1600-h/IMG_8914.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SQw3eNsAdqI/AAAAAAAAADo/qa-dMuYKqOo/s400/IMG_8914.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263643056699111074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Although we were still sought out by University students trying out their English. Today they only had us fill out some surveys. Yesterday we were separately stopped in the market and asked about what people in our country thought about their hair styles and tattoos. So Sean spoke for everyone in the US about our views on tattoos and I represented what the women in US think about their hair. Sorry ladies, you just aren't lovin' your hair right now. They asked me to pick out a hair style I wished I had from celebrities on a page &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SQw475ysgWI/AAAAAAAAADw/7h6WCC1yEL4/s1600-h/IMG_8910.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SQw475ysgWI/AAAAAAAAADw/7h6WCC1yEL4/s320/IMG_8910.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263644666266157410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and I chose Jennifer Aniston. And these kind, very generous and I'm pretty sure blind students said "Oh you look like her!" You know that annoying saying that all Asians look alike, well I think they just proved that it goes both ways. The only sad thing is, if I look like Jennifer then I also look like Joan Rivers. Yikes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a picture of me with a little statue of the rat. 2008 is the year of the rat and since it is Ian's year we thought we should take a picture of it. See... tourists. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A question that many of you have asked is if we will get to see Ian again or if we have since Thursday. The answer is no to both questions. No one gets to see their kids over the weekend and we've heard that other families are having meetings with their little people on Monday afternoon. We tried to push for a meeting with Ian that day, but it doesn't seem like it will happen until Tuesday at 4pm, when we get him forever. We have some different theories as to why that might be. His foster mom might live too far away to make the trip, perhaps they saw our first meeting as going well and didn't think we needed another one. We're just not sure. I sure am missing him, though. I'm missing both my kids. I know they want us to explore the country and learn about the culture that we will now be tied to, but I can't help feeling that I just want to zip through these days until we can get him. Three more days and he's ours forever! It won't be long, I know. Don't get me wrong I do like being a tourist.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7760546533553919757-5273649670628071441?l=han2hen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/feeds/5273649670628071441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7760546533553919757&amp;postID=5273649670628071441' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/5273649670628071441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/5273649670628071441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/2008/11/being-tourists.html' title='Being tourists....'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11402372670500299948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SQwz7zpNm1I/AAAAAAAAADY/xQoYGqHZYrQ/s72-c/IMG_8870.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7760546533553919757.post-4991761666510894272</id><published>2008-10-31T05:40:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T06:36:01.332-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our little guy has a name!!!</title><content type='html'>My birthday wish today was to name our son! (Yes, I was born on Halloween). Drum role please...our little guy is now know as: IAN JEEHAN HENSON. Ian was the only name that showed up on both Sean and My's list. You'd think that would have made it an easy choice, but we felt we needed to study him and make sure it fit. It definitely seemed to!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you all can keep your birthday presents until next year. It is going to be hard to top this one! It has been a very nice birthday. We started off the morning changing rooms here at Eastern. Then we navigated the subway again and headed over to Insadong (an art market) and did some shopping. There were a lot of nice restaurants to chose from and we had lunch, tea, and dinner there. We are finding that we might have to limit our Korean food to just one meal a day. We have much guilt admitting this, but our stomachs are having a hard time tolerating more than that. We even ordered Pizza Hut pizza last night....oh, the shame!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to all of you who have done a do-it-yourself photoshoping of Ian's picture from yesterday. I can't wait to do it myself. :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7760546533553919757-4991761666510894272?l=han2hen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/feeds/4991761666510894272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7760546533553919757&amp;postID=4991761666510894272' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/4991761666510894272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/4991761666510894272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/2008/10/our-little-guy-has-name.html' title='Our little guy has a name!!!'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11402372670500299948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7760546533553919757.post-2567809380248284910</id><published>2008-10-30T05:25:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T06:15:13.774-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What a day....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SQmPusAKftI/AAAAAAAAADA/igFtiDeSkIc/s1600-h/IMG_8838.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SQmPusAKftI/AAAAAAAAADA/igFtiDeSkIc/s400/IMG_8838.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262895671807737554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had better pictures from today, but our camera didn't cooperate. What a day for our camera NOT to work!! We got up and got ready to meet our little guy and went down at 10am, but they asked us to come back at 11am. We're not sure why, but we were willing to do whatever they asked as long as they let us meet him!! We were wondering if it was because they wanted to videotape it. There was a man that videotaped the whole meeting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SQmQJh5u58I/AAAAAAAAADI/agqIjC5sCqA/s1600-h/IMG_8836.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SQmQJh5u58I/AAAAAAAAADI/agqIjC5sCqA/s400/IMG_8836.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262896132952876994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Here is a picture of us with our little guy and his foster mom. (Sean wasn't sure he was in the picture, hence his posture). He is very attached to his foster Mom. He did come to Sean and me for a little while, but always had one eye on her. When they first handed him over to me, he laid his head down on my shoulder. He sure knew what to do to melt my heart. We did manage to get a few smiles from him and he showed us his two bottom teeth! He is very strong and fast! His foster Mom said he's started pulling himself up on things and is a very good baby. He was very tired when we met him and fell asleep the instant I gave him his bottle. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SQmRVkRKogI/AAAAAAAAADQ/5uw16JxpTcA/s1600-h/IMG_8847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SQmRVkRKogI/AAAAAAAAADQ/5uw16JxpTcA/s400/IMG_8847.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262897439258092034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As a gift his foster Mom gave us a beautiful Hanbok for him to wear on his first birthday. She also kindly got a gift even for Cydney! Our time with them went all too quickly. We were only there for a 1/2 hour. We did find out that we will get him on Tuesday at 4pm. We're already preparing ourselves for a very long night, but I think it'll be good to have him with us for at least that long before we jump on the plane. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We filled the rest of our day with a very spicy lunch and then a trip on the subway to a huge book store. We had heard that they sell children's books that are in Korean and English. We did find a few and bought a picture book of Korea. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SQmMFr9vtcI/AAAAAAAAACw/KNX8WUv452M/s1600-h/IMG_8832.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SQmMFr9vtcI/AAAAAAAAACw/KNX8WUv452M/s200/IMG_8832.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262891668888073666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It also turns out that we are going to be able to stay at the guest house during our entire stay. We do have to change rooms a couple of times, but that just means we won't get too spread out. :-) Here is a picture of Sean in our room. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again I apologize for not having better pictures. But all too soon you'll be able to meet him yourself!! Take my word for it, he's a sweetie!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7760546533553919757-2567809380248284910?l=han2hen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/feeds/2567809380248284910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7760546533553919757&amp;postID=2567809380248284910' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/2567809380248284910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/2567809380248284910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-day.html' title='What a day....'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11402372670500299948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SQmPusAKftI/AAAAAAAAADA/igFtiDeSkIc/s72-c/IMG_8838.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7760546533553919757.post-8305144881487413534</id><published>2008-10-29T10:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T11:22:04.165-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We Have Arrived!</title><content type='html'>We got here with relative easy. There are already so many stories to tell and we really haven't done much yet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While in route we've both come down with a cold. Upon landing Sean read in our Korean etiquette book that a person doesn't blow their nose in public. Looking at our large bag of used Kleenex we realized that we've already managed to offend many good people!! While going through customs we had to walk through a Quarantine area and we tried to look our healthiest. Must have worked because they didn't stop us. The driver from the agency was there with a sign saying "Mr. &amp; Mrs. Henson", I so wanted to take his picture (and give him a big hug!), but thought it would definitely make me look like a crazy tourist so I refrained. He then drove us in the "Love Mobile" to Eastern. He gave us a note saying that we could stay at the guest house for two nights and then they have made us reservations at a hotel down the street. I'm just glad we get to stay here at all. It is very nice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, and the letter said to come "October 30th (FRIDAY)" to the agency and meet our son!!! Hummmm....conflicting date information.....I'm really hoping they mean tomorrow!! We'll call in the morning and check. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we got settled in our room we went out for some dinner. We found a little restaurant not far from here. No one on the staff spoke English and we'd forgotten our Korean to English dictionary. Thank God for menu's with pictures! It was a terrific meal!! Everyone we've come in contact with has been so warm and friendly and willing to go out of their way to help us. I'm very excited to be connected to this culture for the rest of my life. I've been thinking a lot about our little guy's biological mother. In a city of 11 million people I doubt we'll run into her (or even know if we do), but I can't help looking at every woman we meet wondering. Being this close to her I want to send her a message that he's going to be OK. That we're going to honor her painful choice of letting our little guy go by giving him the best home and most love we can provide. And to just thank her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is sure to be a crazy day. We'll post pictures as soon as we can!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7760546533553919757-8305144881487413534?l=han2hen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/feeds/8305144881487413534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7760546533553919757&amp;postID=8305144881487413534' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/8305144881487413534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/8305144881487413534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/2008/10/we-have-arrived.html' title='We Have Arrived!'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11402372670500299948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7760546533553919757.post-5751848222171655946</id><published>2008-10-27T20:37:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T20:59:47.121-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ready or not here we come......</title><content type='html'>Sing with me....Oh our bags are packed and we're ready to go....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's all of that song I know. Our bags are pretty much packed (side note: we received all the care packages and they fit just fine), and I know we're ready to go. We do have our first snag, though....So far we don't have a place to stay or anyone picking us up at the airport. THIS MAKES ME NERVOUS!! (my voice went up an octave there). Our social worker is hoping to hear from Eastern tomorrow morning if we can stay at the guest house or not. And whether their driver will pick us up or not. If we don't hear anything, then it will be a cab ride to the agency and praying their rooms aren't booked. I'm having a different emotion about every 5 minutes.  Who needs pregnancy hormones to get emotional about adding a baby to a family?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for all the notes, prayers and well wishes! We feel so blessed to be surrounded by so much love and support during this very exciting adventure!! Next stop...SEOUL!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7760546533553919757-5751848222171655946?l=han2hen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/feeds/5751848222171655946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7760546533553919757&amp;postID=5751848222171655946' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/5751848222171655946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/5751848222171655946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/2008/10/ready-or-not-here-we-come.html' title='Ready or not here we come......'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11402372670500299948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7760546533553919757.post-7026857885962759758</id><published>2008-10-24T12:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T13:42:34.031-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Travel email!!!!</title><content type='html'>Ok so it wasn't a call it was an email! But we'll take it in any form they want to send it to us!! Things are soooo crazy right now...I'll tell you what I know.... We're leaving Tuesday and returning Wednesday (Nov. 5th). We have to be there for 4 full business days. For those of you who will be doing this soon, my advice is to use a travel agent. That occupation is a beautiful thing!!! So very helpful and one less major thing for us to worry about. :-) &lt;br /&gt;We are very excited, we just don't know where to begin!!! I'm worried most about leaving Cydney for so long. I'm sure she'll be fine, it'll be me that is the sad one! :-) &lt;br /&gt;We plan to blog while we're there so check back and I'll try to keep you updated on our going's on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7760546533553919757-7026857885962759758?l=han2hen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/feeds/7026857885962759758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7760546533553919757&amp;postID=7026857885962759758' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/7026857885962759758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/7026857885962759758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/2008/10/travel-email.html' title='Travel email!!!!'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11402372670500299948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7760546533553919757.post-6857228728519470216</id><published>2008-10-23T08:30:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T08:50:35.017-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Final step complete!!</title><content type='html'>I just talked with the state department this morning (yes, I call them daily...but no more!) and our little guy's visa has been issued!!! This is the final step and the one that has been worrying me the most during this last set of steps!!! So, I let out a big Phew!! and now we wait for the call that says we can come and get him!! The soonest will be tomorrow, but I'm guessing it will be next week sometime. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who will be going through this soon, let me give you a run down of what my brain has been doing. First of all, I can't focus on anything to save my soul. And last night I had my first nightmare. This happened to me before our wedding too...in it, our plane is leaving in 20 minutes and we're still at home and I for some reason can not get packed. I put things in the suitcase, but they keep falling out. :-) Hummmm....what does that say?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post more when I know it!! Thank you for all your well wishes, support and prayers. We feel very blessed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7760546533553919757-6857228728519470216?l=han2hen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/feeds/6857228728519470216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7760546533553919757&amp;postID=6857228728519470216' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/6857228728519470216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/6857228728519470216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/2008/10/final-step-complete.html' title='Final step complete!!'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11402372670500299948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7760546533553919757.post-2605685090851213738</id><published>2008-10-22T08:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T09:25:31.970-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Visa Interview!!!</title><content type='html'>I just talked to the State Department and our little guy is going for his visa interview tomorrow!!! Wooohoo!!!! For those of you not familiar with the adoption timeline, this means that his visa will be issued within the next week and we'll probably be getting THE CALL to come and get him sometime next week!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I usually don't share such personal information on the blog, but I'm in awe of this full circleness, that I'm going to make an exception. A year ago today, Sean and I went in for an ultrasound for what we thought was a good and strong pregnancy. We were dealt the devastating news that it didn't look good. The week that followed was a dark one for us, knowing that this was our last chance at infertility treatments. We'd always had adoption in the back of our minds and we both agreed that we still had a lot of love to give and wanted Cydney to have a sibling. So to be able to replace this coming week with such wonderful hope and excitement is beyond words and such a gift. So today especially I thank God for second chances and for bringing us full circle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7760546533553919757-2605685090851213738?l=han2hen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/feeds/2605685090851213738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7760546533553919757&amp;postID=2605685090851213738' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/2605685090851213738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/2605685090851213738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/2008/10/visa-interview.html' title='Visa Interview!!!'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11402372670500299948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7760546533553919757.post-8702011233970715798</id><published>2008-10-17T08:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T09:32:58.968-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"WON" more thing off the checklist....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SPiZ6w8baPI/AAAAAAAAACo/JgqIeQtjG9k/s1600-h/IMG_8766.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SPiZ6w8baPI/AAAAAAAAACo/JgqIeQtjG9k/s320/IMG_8766.JPG' border='0' alt=''style='clear:both;float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for any sympathy laughs on my little joke there. The currency used in South Korea is called WON. I ordered some through our bank to have in case of emergency when we step off the plane. It is also customary to give a donation to the adoption agency over there, so I thought I could go ahead and put our donation in a card (one less thing to take care of while we're there). I really find the money to be so pretty. I especially like the 5000 bill. It obviously isn't dollar for dollar. If it was #1) I wouldn't have this much #2) it wouldn't be on my kitchen counter &amp; #3) seriously, what kind of emergencies would I be expecting?? What you're looking at here is about $24. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean's work had a surprise baby shower for him a few days ago. I'm sorry I don't have a picture of all the wonderful gifts we received. It was a book themed shower, which we absolutely loved! We'll be reading new books before bed for a long time to come! They were very generous and thoughtful! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still no news. According to information from another fellow blogger's blog (&lt;a href="http://dream-of-dragons.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;), the South Korean government only issues emigration permissions in batches once every 4-6 weeks. Apparently the last time they issued them was September 23rd. So that would put us at receiving our EP this next week at the earliest. Of course, she said this is all conjecture, but you know what? That's all we've got right now. So I say, conjecture away!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7760546533553919757-8702011233970715798?l=han2hen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/feeds/8702011233970715798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7760546533553919757&amp;postID=8702011233970715798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/8702011233970715798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/8702011233970715798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/2008/10/won-more-thing-off-checklist.html' title='&quot;WON&quot; more thing off the checklist....'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11402372670500299948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SPiZ6w8baPI/AAAAAAAAACo/JgqIeQtjG9k/s72-c/IMG_8766.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7760546533553919757.post-8843183702822534539</id><published>2008-10-14T10:22:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T11:45:23.421-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Whoever said....</title><content type='html'>"No news is good news," apparently was not involved in the adoption world. As of this morning our P3 packet hasn't been returned to the Embassy. Our agency needs our little guy's emigration permission before they can turn the packet back in, so I'm wondering if that possibly could be the wait. Of course, I'm wondering a lot of things lately. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SPS8v2IgjuI/AAAAAAAAACI/z7F2ltPcoos/s1600-h/IMG_8762.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SPS8v2IgjuI/AAAAAAAAACI/z7F2ltPcoos/s320/IMG_8762.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257034195219287778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog entry wasn't to complain about not hearing anything (although, since I was here...). It was to show you the thoughtful gifts we received last night at our baby shower. My office threw my coworker (who is due in November) and I a shower last night. I got to wear my "Pregnant on Paper" shirt. I felt a little guilty that I was making it all about me, so I made buttons for Cydney and Sean to wear as well. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SPTB8edgWjI/AAAAAAAAACY/L9GdgwiqAqc/s1600-h/IMG_8758.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SPTB8edgWjI/AAAAAAAAACY/L9GdgwiqAqc/s200/IMG_8758.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257039909761342002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mandy and I felt a little sheepish getting a baby shower since this is both of our second children, but they insisted. And as you can see they were all very generous. We had a very nice time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're keeping ourselves busy. This happens to be a very busy week and so hopefully it will fly by and we'll know some more information by the end of it. He NEEDS to come home soon. Just look....we've added him to our van window family. Now he HAS to come to stop our false advertising!! :-)&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SPTFJB9MBtI/AAAAAAAAACg/6eVIllfiTQg/s1600-h/IMG_8703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SPTFJB9MBtI/AAAAAAAAACg/6eVIllfiTQg/s200/IMG_8703.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257043423982782162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7760546533553919757-8843183702822534539?l=han2hen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/feeds/8843183702822534539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7760546533553919757&amp;postID=8843183702822534539' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/8843183702822534539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/8843183702822534539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/2008/10/whoever-said.html' title='Whoever said....'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11402372670500299948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SPS8v2IgjuI/AAAAAAAAACI/z7F2ltPcoos/s72-c/IMG_8762.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7760546533553919757.post-5790803224935110623</id><published>2008-10-07T09:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T13:42:48.599-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Still moving forward....</title><content type='html'>Although at a slightly slower pace now. It took the full two weeks for our visa paperwork to be received at the US Embassy in Korea. I checked last week to see if it had been received a couple of times. At one point a visa specialist at the State Department said, "Why don't you try back in a couple of weeks?" I politely thanked her for her time, but was thinking "Whatever, lady, I'm calling back tomorrow!". Luckily I've gotten someone different every time I call (all of whom are very friendly), but they've probably marked our file as "a little crazy." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A P3 packet has been sent to Eastern (our agency over there) and when it is returned back to the embassy, a visa interview will be set up at that point. I guess I missed this step in my reading through the timeline information. Once he has had his interview it will be about a week or so before we get the travel call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're still plugging away on our list. We've managed to cross off a few things. We've been organizing things with our human resource departments. I was sad to learn last week that I will not be getting a normal "maternity" leave (shaking my fist at the state). The person I'd spoken to before in HR was mistaken. But Sean and I have a lot of sick time and vacation accrued, so between the two of us we should hopefully be able to keep our little guy at home until January at which point I'll go to working nights part time and be at home during the day with our kiddos (I like saying that). Another preparatory task that we'll be doing is going to vote next Saturday! Since we just can't be sure we'll be in the country come election day we wanted to make sure we got to have our say. :-) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.....stay tuned for some more info in the coming weeks. It'll probably be a week before we know anything more. Unless I can't help myself and start calling again and actually get some information before then. Let's hope!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7760546533553919757-5790803224935110623?l=han2hen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/feeds/5790803224935110623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7760546533553919757&amp;postID=5790803224935110623' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/5790803224935110623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/5790803224935110623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/2008/10/still-moving-forward.html' title='Still moving forward....'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11402372670500299948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7760546533553919757.post-5549021530928148550</id><published>2008-09-24T08:11:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T22:36:09.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It is Outta Here!!</title><content type='html'>O.k. So I know I wasn't supposed to contact the National Visa Center until two weeks after we got our letter and I was going to make myself wait at least a week before contacting them, but self control has never been my strong point. But it looks like it is my strong point today! I called the NVC and they said our paperwork had been sent to Korea yesterday!! Woohoo!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we contact the State Department and they track the progress of the visa in Korea. For instance, when Jee Han has gone for his visa interview. This is an interview I'd like to see. Picture it if you will: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Visa worker&lt;/strong&gt;: "So will your trip be business or pleasure?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Little Guy&lt;/strong&gt;: Blink...blink &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Visa worker&lt;/strong&gt;: "Will anyone be traveling with you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Little Guy&lt;/strong&gt;: Looks at the little frog we sent him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Visa worker&lt;/strong&gt;: "Is this your first trip to the US?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Little Guy&lt;/strong&gt;: Starts eating paperwork&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as usual we'll keep you up to date on anything we find out. We're still plugging away on our list of things to do. I started his quilt last week. Please don't go back and look to see when Cydney and I picked out the fabric. I know....procrastination.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7760546533553919757-5549021530928148550?l=han2hen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/feeds/5549021530928148550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7760546533553919757&amp;postID=5549021530928148550' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/5549021530928148550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/5549021530928148550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/2008/09/it-is-outta-here.html' title='It is Outta Here!!'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11402372670500299948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7760546533553919757.post-7560730840291908261</id><published>2008-09-18T08:15:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T08:43:16.563-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep 'em comin' !!</title><content type='html'>What a week! We just got our letter from the USCIS yesterday saying they'd approved us and were sending our paperwork on to the National Visa Center (NVC)!! I guess when they said 2 - 3 weeks they meant 2 - 3 DAYS!! Woohoo!! So I called our social worker and she said to wait 2 weeks and then I can start calling to check on our visa status and see when our visa is cabled to the US Embassy in Seoul. I'll give it a week and then I think I won't be able to help myself and will start calling. :-) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This slight jump in the timeline has given us the jolt that we very much needed. We are now in operation "baby arrival" mode and have started doing the things we should have been doing these past 9 months while we've been waiting. I've made a list and am looking forward to checking things off of it. One of the items is to narrow our name selection down to 5 possible names. We won't name our little guy until we meet him, but with Cydney we had narrowed it down and it sure made it easier. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our social worker says it all depends on how fast South Korea is processing their side of the paperwork, but to still kind of plan on traveling in November. So who knows!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7760546533553919757-7560730840291908261?l=han2hen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/feeds/7560730840291908261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7760546533553919757&amp;postID=7560730840291908261' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/7560730840291908261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/7560730840291908261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/2008/09/keep-em-comin.html' title='Keep &apos;em comin&apos; !!'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11402372670500299948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7760546533553919757.post-8053117163066945814</id><published>2008-09-15T20:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T21:20:51.989-05:00</updated><title type='text'>DCFS has spoken....</title><content type='html'>and it is good. We have been approved by the state to adopt. They have now sent our paperwork on to the USCIS. It will be 2-3 weeks for them to approve us. &lt;br /&gt;    I didn't realize but I guess I kept some of you on the edge of your chairs from the last post. We successfully got our paperwork signed and to the FedEx place with 10 minutes to spare. I spoke to the director of our program the next day and she assured me that it would NOT slow or paperwork down on the Korean side. Phew!! &lt;br /&gt;     We still have our fingers/toes/legs crossed for a travel call in November.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7760546533553919757-8053117163066945814?l=han2hen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/feeds/8053117163066945814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7760546533553919757&amp;postID=8053117163066945814' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/8053117163066945814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/8053117163066945814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/2008/09/dcfs-has-spoken.html' title='DCFS has spoken....'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11402372670500299948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7760546533553919757.post-5202217051101996380</id><published>2008-09-03T12:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T13:04:33.981-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Two steps forward, One step back</title><content type='html'>We got word today that part of our paperwork was lost in transit to Korea. I heard a hesitation in our social worker's voice when I asked if this was going to slow us down. So...we need to get it filled out immediately! For those of you tapped into our personal life, know that Sean's show goes up tomorrow night and getting the two of us and a notary in the same room tonight is going to be a challenge. But we MUST PREVAIL!! (that sound you just heard was me donning my cape and putting my hands on my hips)To the kid mobile!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7760546533553919757-5202217051101996380?l=han2hen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/feeds/5202217051101996380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7760546533553919757&amp;postID=5202217051101996380' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/5202217051101996380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/5202217051101996380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/2008/09/two-steps-forward-one-step-back.html' title='Two steps forward, One step back'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11402372670500299948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7760546533553919757.post-6912157657371366457</id><published>2008-08-27T22:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T22:11:06.184-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Care Package</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SLYXSWLuy3I/AAAAAAAAACA/SLX7DXIpwF0/s1600-h/IMG_8678.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SLYXSWLuy3I/AAAAAAAAACA/SLX7DXIpwF0/s320/IMG_8678.JPG' border='0' alt=''style='clear:both;float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;After reading another couple's blog about their care package to their little guy, I got on the phone and asked our social worker if she knew of anyone traveling to Korea that wouldn't mind taking a little package with them. She gave me the name and number of a couple that is waiting for their travel call any day now. It is their second trip to Korea for their second son. They said they'd be happy to take it for us. It is so very nice of them to take it with them. I hope we can do the same for someone when it is our turn. So as you can see from the picture I put together a little photo album and got him a little blankie. (The jellybeans are for his foster family). &lt;br /&gt;While I was talking to our social worker she gave me some surprising news. Our legal paperwork came today! A whole week earlier than she predicted! Which is FAN-TASTIC!! So she sent them on to DCFS and we'll wait to hear from them in the next 2-3 weeks. We're overjoyed that our first step took a shorter amount of time than expected, I hate to get my hopes up that the rest of the process will be quicker than we except too. But maybe....just maybe!!&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:RIGHT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7760546533553919757-6912157657371366457?l=han2hen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/feeds/6912157657371366457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7760546533553919757&amp;postID=6912157657371366457' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/6912157657371366457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/6912157657371366457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/2008/08/care-package.html' title='Care Package'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11402372670500299948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ltpX0Oig04k/SLYXSWLuy3I/AAAAAAAAACA/SLX7DXIpwF0/s72-c/IMG_8678.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7760546533553919757.post-4244026099248295389</id><published>2008-08-22T14:26:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T14:43:55.463-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 1/2 Birthday, Junior!!</title><content type='html'>No, we're not naming him after Sean. I'm just trying out some new nicknames. His first 1/2 birthday is tomorrow! I doubt he'll be celebrating (since in Korea it is your first birthday that is a huge celebration), so we've decided to celebrate for him! Cydney picked out a cake mix she thought he'd probably like. It'll be fun to have a reason to celebrate him! &lt;br /&gt;   I don't really have any news as far as our paperwork goes. Our acceptance paperwork was delayed a couple of days getting to Korea (postal service....grumble grumble), but that shouldn't slow us down. We'll hopefully be getting our "legals" from Korea in the next 3 or 4 weeks. But who can think about paperwork when it's time to party?!?!?!?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7760546533553919757-4244026099248295389?l=han2hen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/feeds/4244026099248295389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7760546533553919757&amp;postID=4244026099248295389' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/4244026099248295389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/4244026099248295389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-12-birthday-junior.html' title='Happy 1/2 Birthday, Junior!!'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11402372670500299948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7760546533553919757.post-1102148634080450543</id><published>2008-08-14T14:47:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T15:41:25.450-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Control Issues</title><content type='html'>I guess you can say we have "officially" accepted our son. We sent off all the paperwork to our social worker on Tuesday. It will then be sent to South Korea on Friday. I had a feeling that I didn't expect when I sent it off, sadness. Back to waiting. Only now waiting with a picture I've already come to love. I saw this coming, but not this soon. Having the paperwork to do was something that made me feel like I had some control in bringing him home. Focusing on the next step helps. For us it is to wait for our "legals" from South Korea. That will probably take about 4 weeks. During our 3-6 month wait the governments (his and ours) will be working to issue a visa for him and a passport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure it will go faster than I'm anticipating. We have a lot we need to do before he comes. We need to finish his room, buy thank you gifts for people in Korea, get him some clothes, pick out his name....  I've been trying out a few names just to see what seems to fit him. I've been confusing Sean a lot, he says "who?" :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say time flies when you're having fun....then I plan to have A LOT of fun this fall!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7760546533553919757-1102148634080450543?l=han2hen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/feeds/1102148634080450543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7760546533553919757&amp;postID=1102148634080450543' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/1102148634080450543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/1102148634080450543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/2008/08/control-ssues.html' title='Control Issues'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11402372670500299948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7760546533553919757.post-110508908118542916</id><published>2008-08-07T20:29:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T21:01:45.197-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We have a SON!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iRL3_tW3SWY/SJul_KXm1YI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4vFS0WgwUwM/s1600-h/SCAN0006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iRL3_tW3SWY/SJul_KXm1YI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4vFS0WgwUwM/s320/SCAN0006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231957896654673282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iRL3_tW3SWY/SJul_dd5fCI/AAAAAAAAAA4/kxlw4NbmL5k/s1600-h/SCAN0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iRL3_tW3SWY/SJul_dd5fCI/AAAAAAAAAA4/kxlw4NbmL5k/s320/SCAN0004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231957901781335074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iRL3_tW3SWY/SJul1XcmweI/AAAAAAAAAAo/aVe_nCCfbLg/s1600-h/SCAN0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iRL3_tW3SWY/SJul1XcmweI/AAAAAAAAAAo/aVe_nCCfbLg/s320/SCAN0005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231957728366608866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got "the call" yesterday! We met with our social worker today to confirm our referral. Here is what we know about him. His Korean name is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Jee&lt;/span&gt; Han (Gee Hon) Kim. He was born in Seoul on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;February&lt;/span&gt; 23, 2008. He weighed about 6 pounds. He gets excited when he sees his bottle. He's soothed by being patted. He likes to have his legs massaged when he gets his diaper changed. He drools and can roll from one side to the other. He likes to shout when he's happy!&lt;br /&gt;Here are the three pictures we have of him. The first is him at 5 months, the next one is him with his foster mom, and the last one is his newborn picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; It looks like if all the paperwork goes well we will pick him up in November or December. Just maybe in time for Christmas!!! Our social worker did have some news to be weary of, though. Korea only issues so many passports for orphans a year. If they meet their quota then we may have to wait until next year. But there are fewer referrals this year, so who knows. I only say it because I'm trying to prepare myself in case it should happen. Just thought you might like to be prepared too.  That was the only slightly discouraging news she gave us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Cydney&lt;/span&gt; is very excited. She's been studying his picture and telling everyone she's going to be a big sister. I'm not sure she totally has the concept of it yet, but she seems to understand more each time we talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  We are over the moon with excitement! When our social worker called, she asked if I wanted her to fax the information to me. Well, yeah!! I tell you, a fax machine has never worked &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; slowly. :-) But once I saw that little face he became so very real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a quote from Elizabeth Barret Browning on another couple's blog (Rachel &amp;amp; Josh's...for those of you who would know) that I thought is so very true. "God's gifts put man's best dreams to shame."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7760546533553919757-110508908118542916?l=han2hen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/feeds/110508908118542916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7760546533553919757&amp;postID=110508908118542916' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/110508908118542916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/110508908118542916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/2008/08/we-have-son.html' title='We have a SON!!!'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03631627628899956805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iRL3_tW3SWY/SJul_KXm1YI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4vFS0WgwUwM/s72-c/SCAN0006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7760546533553919757.post-6427061939509470279</id><published>2008-07-22T13:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T13:16:57.730-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving on UP!!</title><content type='html'>Lifelink just updated their website today. (They post how many referrals they've received and how many children have arrived home to date). In July so far, they've received FOUR referrals for boys!! According to my calculations (again) that would put us at #3 on the list!! Three is my new favorite number! It is such a nice small number. Perhaps this should be a lesson to me to never doubt your social worker (see previous post).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7760546533553919757-6427061939509470279?l=han2hen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/feeds/6427061939509470279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7760546533553919757&amp;postID=6427061939509470279' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/6427061939509470279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/6427061939509470279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/2008/07/moving-on-up.html' title='Moving on UP!!'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11402372670500299948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7760546533553919757.post-7911409608086728389</id><published>2008-07-15T14:42:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T15:26:44.354-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another word for Waiting....Anticipating</title><content type='html'>I can't believe that it has been one month since my last post. Time seems to fly in all other aspects of our life than in the adoption part. :-)  According to my calculations we are now 7th on the adoption waiting list for our agency's South Korea program. They only received one male referral in June, according to their website. At this rate I'm finding it hard to believe that we will have a referral by the end of summer, but that must mean that our little guy just isn't ready yet. Our social worker swears she doesn't have a crystal ball. Although, I think it should come with their profession. :-)&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt; We've been doing a few things here and there to get ready. I dusted off the &lt;em&gt;50,000 Baby Names&lt;/em&gt; book. You'd think we'd be able to find a name in there! We most likely won't have a name for him until we see him. Right now we just call him Baby Brother or our Little Guy.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;Yesterday Cydney and I went and picked out fabric for his quilt. I made one for Cydney when she was born and want to carry on that tradition. I found a nice pattern for an airplane quilt. Since it will be an airplane that inevitably brings him home, I was drawn to it.&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;When shopping the other day I found a cute pair of little shoes. Buying them made the whole idea of him a little more real. So there they sit on the kitchen counter, I can't bring myself to put them away yet. They're a nice symbol that he WILL be home someday to wear them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7760546533553919757-7911409608086728389?l=han2hen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/feeds/7911409608086728389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7760546533553919757&amp;postID=7911409608086728389' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/7911409608086728389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/7911409608086728389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/2008/07/another-word-for-waitinganticipating.html' title='Another word for Waiting....Anticipating'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11402372670500299948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7760546533553919757.post-8091725615086511197</id><published>2008-06-16T14:05:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T15:05:36.920-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='South Korea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adoption'/><title type='text'>A little Q &amp; A</title><content type='html'>What....to...talk...about???? (tapping on head) I've had writer's block for at least a week now. Don't think I've forgotten to write.... I'm constantly thinking about it. I just figure you're not interested in what I had for lunch that day. :-) Here are few questions that have come up when we were visiting with family and friends recently. &lt;strong&gt;Question&lt;/strong&gt;: How old will our little guy be when we bring him home? &lt;strong&gt;Answer&lt;/strong&gt;: He will be about 5 months old when we get the referral (because of South Korea's new law, the child has to be up for domestic adoption for 5 months before being placed on an international list). Then it will be 3-6 months of paperwork until we bring him home, so he'll be 9-12months old. Next &lt;strong&gt;Question&lt;/strong&gt;: How long will we have to stay in Korea when we go? &lt;strong&gt;Answer&lt;/strong&gt;: We have to be there for 4-5 business days. With South Korea there is an option for having him escorted over here, but we want to be able to see his country and document as much of it for him and to learn a little more about his heritage. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Cydney&lt;/span&gt; will have her birth story. We want to give him a good story as well. Next &lt;strong&gt;Question&lt;/strong&gt;: Will &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Cydney&lt;/span&gt; go with you? &lt;strong&gt;Answer&lt;/strong&gt;: Most likely, no. The jury (me) is still having a hard time with this decision. But life will be easier if she doesn't go (for both her and us...see next question). &lt;strong&gt;Question&lt;/strong&gt;: How long will your flight be? &lt;strong&gt;Answer&lt;/strong&gt;: We've heard up to 18 hours, but the handy dandy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;travelocity&lt;/span&gt; website tells me it'll be about 14 hours. Who knows, let's just say it'll be a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;loooong&lt;/span&gt; flight. But on the way back it'll give us a lot of good "bonding" time with our little guy. He'll be placed in our care the day before we leave. His biological mother can reclaim him at any point until we step foot on a plane. It doesn't happen very often, but I think it'll be hard not to look over our shoulders while we're waiting to board.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you again for reading and checking our blog. We feel your support and feel so very blessed by it. And as always if you have any questions....PLEASE let us know...it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; helps my writer's block!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7760546533553919757-8091725615086511197?l=han2hen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/feeds/8091725615086511197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7760546533553919757&amp;postID=8091725615086511197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/8091725615086511197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/8091725615086511197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/2008/06/what.html' title='A little Q &amp; A'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11402372670500299948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7760546533553919757.post-5445084953282978285</id><published>2008-05-28T13:17:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T10:52:21.235-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='South Korea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adoption'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paper ready'/><title type='text'>Pregnant on Paper!!!!!</title><content type='html'>We are at last "PAPER READY"!!!! We just got the O.K. from the federal government yesterday and they gave us the green light to wait for a referral. It was our last hoop in the paperwork section of our journey. I spoke with Laura (our social worker, for those of you just tuning in) and she said she'd notify the "list keeper" that we were ready. I couldn't help myself and had to ask where we are on the list. Of the families waiting for boys from South Korea we are 8th down on the list. Three of the families before us are paper ready as of the beginning of May. They have been receiving about 4-5 referrals a month, so she said we could expect a referral by the end of summer!!! I swear it is like someone just told me I'm pregnant. I'm just about as giddy. Although, I need to pace myself. Once we receive a referral it will be 3-6 months before all the paperwork is completed to go and get him. My dream of bringing him home before Christmas has a chance, but I'm trying to keep an open mind on that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So right now we are in the process of waiting. Laura said to let her know when we are on vacation so that she can get a hold of us if our little guy's information comes in. I'm sure she'll be sorry she told me that. I'm likely to call and tell her every time I go to the bathroom, so that she knows I won't be near my phone. :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7760546533553919757-5445084953282978285?l=han2hen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/feeds/5445084953282978285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7760546533553919757&amp;postID=5445084953282978285' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/5445084953282978285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/5445084953282978285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/2008/05/pregnant-on-paper.html' title='Pregnant on Paper!!!!!'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11402372670500299948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7760546533553919757.post-1059363524087444256</id><published>2008-05-15T13:52:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T08:17:51.109-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ESWS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='South Korea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adoption'/><title type='text'>A Little More Information</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Since it is kind of a quiet time in the whole process, we thought maybe it would be a good time to tell you a little more about the adoption agency we will be working with over in Korea. Let's start at the beginning....(I love history). South Korea has the oldest international adoption program in the world. More than 200,000 children have been adopted from there since the mid-1950s, when many children placed for adoption were biracial children fathered by U.S. Military personnel during and after the Korean War. Most children available for adoption today are placed by unmarried mothers who are concerned about the strong stigma against children who are born out of wedlock. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our particular agency is called the Eastern Social Welfare Society (ESWS). I found most of this information from their website and the information given to us from Lifelink. ESWS is based in Seoul and has been placing children since 1972. It was founded &lt;a name="Eastern Social Welfare Society"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;by Dr. Duk Whang Kim, a lifelong Christian and an elder of a church who has helped needy children find families, and provides places and education for disabled children. They have many homes and projects that benefit many aspects of the process of adoption. In Seoul, their main office is connected to their children's hospital, baby nursery, and guest house. The babies usually stay at the nursery for the first six weeks and are then placed into foster homes. When we go over there we may have the opportunity to stay at their guest house. Dr. Kim recently retired and was succeeded by his daughter. It was customary for him to meet with each adoptive family and share a meal with them. I'm guessing that his daughter will still carry on that tradition. I've been reading up on my Korean table etiquette for that very reason. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is so easy to get caught up in our own story of w-a-i-t-i-n-g for our little guy. There is a book, &lt;em&gt;I Wish for You a Beautfiul Life&lt;/em&gt;, that is comprised of letters written from Korean mothers to the children that they have put up for adoption. One wrote, "You needed to be loved by family members, and you could have that love only if you were in a family. I couldn't give that love by myself. Therefore, adoption was my gift to you." What a completely selfless act of love. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7760546533553919757-1059363524087444256?l=han2hen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/feeds/1059363524087444256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7760546533553919757&amp;postID=1059363524087444256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/1059363524087444256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/1059363524087444256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/2008/05/little-more-information.html' title='A Little More Information'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11402372670500299948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7760546533553919757.post-7546844779430918700</id><published>2008-04-23T21:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T21:09:37.063-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Technical update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iRL3_tW3SWY/SA_rPxy531I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VSK21NLZYLM/s1600-h/rss.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iRL3_tW3SWY/SA_rPxy531I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VSK21NLZYLM/s200/rss.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192627551678881618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you'd like to receive a notification when the blog has been updated, you have two options. 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If you don't want us to bother you anymore, you'll have to get a restraining order.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7760546533553919757-7546844779430918700?l=han2hen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/feeds/7546844779430918700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7760546533553919757&amp;postID=7546844779430918700' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/7546844779430918700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/7546844779430918700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/2008/04/technical-update.html' title='Technical update'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03631627628899956805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_iRL3_tW3SWY/SA_rPxy531I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VSK21NLZYLM/s72-c/rss.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7760546533553919757.post-7577033440716623682</id><published>2008-04-23T08:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T20:41:42.453-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='South Korea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adoption'/><title type='text'>Next Step</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Laura emailed us on Monday to say that the state had processed our paperwork and she was sending it on to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;CIS&lt;/span&gt;. Which stands for Citizenship &amp;amp; Immigration Services, not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;CSI&lt;/span&gt; (Crime Scene Investigation...I got that wrong before). So in 4-6 weeks we should be done with this step. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sean went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Moline&lt;/span&gt; last Saturday for his make-up parenting class. We were scheduled to go to our agency's class in March, but he had the flu. I had originally thought about drugging him and propping him up in a chair since it was mandatory that we take the class and we didn't want his absence to delay our paperwork, but they found this make up class for him to take instead. Which was a more humane way to go. He enjoyed the class and got to meet some other couples that are adopting in the Peoria, Monmouth, and Iowa areas. It was fun comparing notes between the two classes. We both got to hear from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;adoptees&lt;/span&gt; who are now adults. They talked about their experiences growing up and their feelings about their families. I think we agreed we enjoyed that part the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A couple of questions we recently got were if we specifically requested a boy and if we knew who he was? The answers are yes and no. We specifically requested a boy. It was part of the reason we decided on South Korea as our country. 80% of the children adopted from Korea are boys. That was surprising to us when we were researching because we'd always thought of Asian countries as having girls that were available. But that is particularly China. There have been a couple of reasons given to us as to why there are so many boys up for adoption in South Korea. One is that because the children are up for adoption domestically the girls are usually adopted first. Partly because it is thought girls are easier to raise and because blood lines are important in Korea, by adopting a girl she doesn't affect the blood line as a boy would. As far as knowing who our little guy will be, we have absolutely no idea. When we turned in our initial application to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Lifelink&lt;/span&gt; we were placed at the bottom of their list for Korean adoptions. Once we are "paper ready", when the agency is made aware of babies ready for adoption they go to their list and the first couple that is requesting that particular sex will get the referral for that child. We are hoping that since we are requesting a boy that our wait will be a little shorter than others on the list. Americans tend to adopt girls. That's why there is an almost four year wait for adopting through China. So it is God/fate/chance, any way you want to look at it, that will bring us together with our little guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I hope this answers your questions, if you have anymore please let us know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7760546533553919757-7577033440716623682?l=han2hen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/feeds/7577033440716623682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7760546533553919757&amp;postID=7577033440716623682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/7577033440716623682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/7577033440716623682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/2008/04/next-step.html' title='Next Step'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11402372670500299948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7760546533553919757.post-7195141156349766842</id><published>2008-04-08T09:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T10:32:02.366-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's Backtrack a Bit</title><content type='html'>I have this need to do something towards bringing our little guy home almost everyday. Since it is out of my hands now, I've managed to quell that need from everyday to doing something once a week. So this week its the blog!&lt;br /&gt;      I've gotten a few emails asking how we got to this point in the process. We started researching adoption agencies last November. Many people (both personally and on the internet) recommended Lifelink Adoption Agencies. I've worked with Lifelink through my job, only through their teen parenting programs, so that brought some reassurance as well. They happened to have a branch in Rockford, so after Christmas Carol was over (Sean was directing it) we made an appointment to meet with them. We liked the social worker we met with (Laura), so we decided to jump right in. To complete our home study we needed to meet with her for interviews, write our life stories, get physicals (even Amos!) and fill out a pile of paperwork. Two of the interviews would be with the both of us, and then she would meet with us individually. Our final interview would be at our home so that she could interview Cydney and see our home as well. Before the interviews began we had to write our life stories to give her ideas on what to ask and probably show any possible red flags. The outline they gave us was 4 pages long, so we didn't think it was out of the question that our stories turned out to be 25 pages long. But after Laura's reaction when we turned it in, we asked how long they normally are. Ten pages! With pictures! Ha! Well hopefully we got a gold star for divulging everything! Our final interview with Cydney was fun. I say fun, yet I (nor anyone in the house) was not saying that before she arrived. I could not get the house clean enough.  Cydney did very well during her interview. During the visit she dug around her toy basket until she found her magnifying glass and used it to check Laura out! I  enjoyed the irony of that!&lt;br /&gt;        We had to get finger printed by both the state and federal governments. The federal set seemed to be more challenging. Apparently I have almost worn my prints off! Who knew you could do that?? But after a second set were taken I seemed to be clear.&lt;br /&gt;        We recently got our license to be a foster home. Since the adoption won't be finalized here in the U.S. until we've been home with the little guy for six months, we will be considered (legally) his foster family during that time. The license slowed our process down slightly because DCFS lost our paperwork. Once we realized it, it had been two weeks, and we had to resend it and wait  another two weeks. Although, they said there would be bumps in the road and if that is the biggest bump we get we'll be doing very well.&lt;br /&gt;         So that brings you up to date. Our paperwork is with the state government and will hopefully be back to us by the end of April and then we'll send it on to the federal government.&lt;br /&gt;        I hope that gives you a thorough, if not TOO thorough look at the Home Study process. Thanks again for checking our blog!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7760546533553919757-7195141156349766842?l=han2hen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/feeds/7195141156349766842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7760546533553919757&amp;postID=7195141156349766842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/7195141156349766842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/7195141156349766842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/2008/04/lets-backtrack-bit.html' title='Let&apos;s Backtrack a Bit'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11402372670500299948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7760546533553919757.post-7929409724442252636</id><published>2008-04-02T11:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T14:50:40.768-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting to be "paper ready"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, so I'm new at this blogging thing, but it seems to be a great way to keep a lot of people informed about our adoption story.&lt;br /&gt;    As most of you know, we are planning to adopt a little guy from South Korea. Right now we are waiting for the state government to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; our paper work so that it can be sent on to the federal government. Once that is done (as long as our criminal history that we've both managed to block out doesn't come up), we will be considered "Paper ready" by the agency. We're thinking that it might be June before that happens. At that point we will be waiting for a referral that can take up to six months. Once we get the picture (referral) of our little guy, it will be 3-6 months before we get the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; to go get him! I'm expecting that waiting period will be the hardest. Perhaps blogging will be a good distraction at that point.&lt;br /&gt;      We've started getting ready for him, by working on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Cydney's&lt;/span&gt; big girl room. The little guy will have the nursery, so we need to get her moved into her new room soon, so that she doesn't feel displaced.&lt;br /&gt;       Thank you for checking the blog. I hope to update it every couple of weeks (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;, at least once a month).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7760546533553919757-7929409724442252636?l=han2hen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/feeds/7929409724442252636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7760546533553919757&amp;postID=7929409724442252636' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/7929409724442252636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7760546533553919757/posts/default/7929409724442252636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://han2hen.blogspot.com/2008/04/waiting-to-be-paper-ready.html' title='Waiting to be &quot;paper ready&quot;'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11402372670500299948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
