Tuesday, August 23, 2011

Way Overdue Update!


Our Rachie is now 6 years old and a total California girl.

To catch up:

Rachel became a Christian a year ago. Here's how it went: At breakfast table, Rachel said, "I think I want to become a Christian." Daddy, said, very casually, "Oh yeah?" Rachel, "Yeah. I've been thinking about my sin and what Jesus did for me on the cross. I prayed to Him and told Him I was sorry and asked Him to forgive me and to live inside me and take me to Heaven when I die." Daddy, "Well, I think you already are a Christian!" Rachel, "I am?!" (I was just sitting their puddling up.) Rachel clearly, over the last year, has shown that she has a very real and personal relationship with the Lord. I love hearing her pray. You feel like you are in His throne room. sigh. He rescued her and we have the privilege of being His hands and feet (and kisses and cuddles!)

Rach decided, on her own, to donate her hair to Locks of Love. A charitable foundation out of Florida that takes donated hair and makes wigs for children who, for different medical reasons, have lost theirs. Her hair was at her waist (it grows ridiculously fast --like Annie's) and she donated about 12 inches. It was exciting for her at first, but she REALLY misses her hair now and keeps checking it to see how much has grown overnight. Its been 2 months since she did this and it is already well past her ears. I love her for making this very real sacrifice.

Rachel wears glasses and hates them, but can't see beyond her nose without them. I predict contacts in her teenage future.

She started 1st grade this summer and I am her teacher!! I love homeschooling her. It helps that she is extremely smart, well-behaved, and that one can purchase all the materials and lesson plans! heh heh.

We now have five goats. Two are "in milk". Rachel is quite the little milk-maid. She got a quart this morning!

love, Rachel's mom




Friday, March 19, 2010

Meet Rachel's new babies!



Introducing Patrick and Margaret (we call them Paddy and Maggie). We drove to a dairy farm in Mendocino County on St. Patrick's day. The are Nigerian goat so will stay tiny. Patrick will be a wether (fixed) and Maggie will be a dairy goat next year after she has her first litter (goats usually have twins!) They are both on the bottle and are so affectionate. Rachel is clearly "mommy" in their goat brains. Everytime she even looks like she might leave their yard they start crying for her. They sleep in a dog crate on her bed at night so far. But this will have to end soon!

Friday, January 29, 2010

New pictures!









Rachy continues to snuggle deeper and deeper into our hearts. Thank you, Lord. Here's some pics from last fall and Christmas. Enjoy.

Saturday, September 12, 2009

June Highlights

I know it has been a while since my last post but I wanted to build up the background to the day Rachel officially became our daughter, August 7, 2009. That was a great day!

But June was a great month too, starting with a BBQ at the only local convenience store, where they had an open mike and karioke set up. A couple of people brought their instruments to play along. There was a little hesitation on everyone's part, and then you-know-who stepped up to the mike. It was Rachel the crooner.

Rachel delighted the folks there with "Jesus Loves Me" and everyone sang along. Actually quite touching; everyone singing was probably a Kodak moment. Or a Memorex moment, it being audio and not a photo and all... Well, you get the idea.

June was also the month we had some concrete delivered in the construction of some water tank structures on our property. As this was our first time "calling out" for a concrete we overdid it. We had two slabs to lay, and when all was said and done they about 8 inches thick -- about twice the thickness we needed. But as I learned with setting concrete, you can never have too much, but you can have too little.


These are the before photos of the two slabs we laid that day. (I admit it: this is interesting only to me because I put together the rebar and forms that were used.)









On the actual day of the concrete delivery we had several kids to help with the work. In addition to Rachel we had kids belonging to Neil Adams, a friend of ours from church who helped us with the forms and rebar, and Harold Hayes, another friend of ours from church who worked for the concrete delivery company.

For me and Martina it was a big day because we were so used to our property being a baren, empty property mostly used for picnicking and dreaming of having a house there someday. Having some serious concrete slabs there changed things, at least a little.

At times the kids were a pretty good cheering section, or at least a good distraction. Here, Harold's son Josh is getting blamed for something.





Niel must have known I was taking this picture, because his pose looks pretty manly and action-oriented. You know, I also wore some galoshes, and they got just as messy as Niel's did. I am manly too...




Of course we put Rachel to work. I am sure she never experienced anything like this in India, but she was actually good at smoothing over the concrete after the truck dropped it off. We had her write her name and the date in one corner of the rectangular slab.



Here is typical photo of the day's action, and it is union labor at its best (without the pay, of course). I can count 1 person working about about 5 people watching.


I think the end results looked pretty good. Now we will put 2500-gallon water tanks on the slabs, and then build decorative little cottages around the tanks so that they look like they fit in in a Napa County hillside.

This is the finished rectangular slab, which will someday support a 10x12 shed with a 3-foot stoop. The shed will be covered with stonework and have a fake-copper roof on top.




Here is the finished circular slab, which will eventually support a cylindrical shed with a fake-copper roof. Both sheds will have a dark wood door and at least one window with its own awning. This should look nice but at our current pace they might be finished in about 2019.







This is what I am talking about. The left here is a window at the local restaurant Travigne, and on the right here is a facade for a water tank at some vineyard off of Silverado Trail.




At the end of June Rachel and her mommy and daddy met up with Aunt Tamara and cousin Alex, who had come to Los Angeles for business. We all went to Universal Studios and had a blast!



Here is a picture of Rachel and me anxiously awaiting a visit from Frankenstein. Her expression pretty much says "is that who I think it is coming right towards me?"


It was Frankenstein. Or at least a guy in a Frankenstein outfit. Rachel was actually pretty nervous about this guy. He was a good sport about it all and went easy with Rachel. In return I spared him my Young Frankenstein jokes. Actually that is not entirely true: I asked him to sing for us just one verse of "Putting On The Ritz." I couldn't resist. (Hey, give me a little slack -- I was the tacky American tourist who went to that travel bookstore depicted in Notting Hill and asked if they had the latest John Grisham book.)

This is a picture of Rachel meeting Bart and Bart's sister (I can never remember her name(D'oh!)). Bart gives a "thumbs up."

Curious George was eager to meet Rachel. Had I watched any episodes at all of Curious George, or even the movie, I might have had something semi-witty to say to him. Heck, even if I had seen the trailer of the Curious George movie... But it was a moment in joke history that is now gone forever...


Rachel just had to meet and take a picture with Dora. We told Dora that Rachel never misses a Dora episode on TV, and that Rachel has 2 Dora dolls, one of which sings "buenos noches." This is the same Dora doll that kept waking me up in the middle of the night in India when Rachel would press her belly throughout the night. I asked Dora if she could "keep it down a little" next time she is in India with a family who is experiencing jet-lag. Dora didn't have much to say in response.








Towards the end of a long day of taking rides, walking, visiting cartoon characters, and being frieghtened by the Jaws and Psycho sets, Rachel gets a well-deserved foot massage.

All in all, it was a great visit with Tamara and Alex, and a great ending to the eventful month of June. Next posting I will bring everyone up to date on what happened in July.
--Tom

Thursday, May 28, 2009

Camping!

Rachel and Olivia were very brave on the water slide at the KOA




Rachel has discovered a new love. Swimming! We went Kamping at the KOA (Kampgrounds of America). She also sang Jesus Loves Me in front of the campers on Karaoke night.

-m

GeeGee and Papa Jim visit Rachel






I'm having trouble adding our pics and videos. But here is a preview! BTW, Rachel says "I love GeeGee" every few minutes since GeeGee left. It was love at first sight.


-m

In the past few weeks we have camped with the Webers and gone to a castle with Gee Gee and Papa. Aunt Kitty and precious Lonnie (http://raisinganautisticchild.blogspot.com/) are arriving in 2 days. -m

Saturday, May 2, 2009

Rachel Is Funny!

Sorry it has been a while since I have posted. Since my last post we have discovered that Rachel has a sense of humor! Take for example this photo of the Easter Bunny at Walmart. On Easter Day we went to Walmart and in the middle of a big crowd we noticed someone in an Easter Bunny costume posing for pictures. Before we could slow her down, Rachel worked her way through the crowd and posed for a picture next to the Easter Bunny. And it was a good picture!

Like I said before, Rachel loves the Three Stooges. So of course I had to teach her the eye-poke defense that Andrew has used so well against me. Here are a few shots...






Quick reaction!






Yesterday we went to the Napa Home and Garden Show, and the Pink Panther was posing for pictures, so Rachel jumped right in. Here is the picture:

But Rachel isn't all just laughs. She has a very good, serious side to her. We bring her to church and Bible Study, and she has not been shy about her singing abilities. As you can see at an earlier post, she is quite a good singer with "Jesus Loves Me", and last Sunday she sang this for the Nursing Home Ministry, which is headed by our good friend Chaplain Marlowe Link.

She is also very friendly to the people at the nursing home, even though I doubt she ever saw many elderly people in wheelchairs when she was back in India.

Quite a good girl!

--Tom

Monday, April 20, 2009

Settling in to family life




Rachel is totally a member of this family. I love her so much.

She has her morning routines (tomatos for breakfast, with milk and cereal-uck), feeding the chickens with mommy, having "school" which is currently learning numbers, counting, and writing her letters (the "big" and the "baby" letters,) tending bees with mommy and maddy (totally protected in her bee suit, of course), going to court with daddy, and her favorite things ...seeing the "cousins" (who, are actually her nieces and nephews.)

She sobs whenever she has to say goodbye to a family member (even me! when daddy takes her in his car and daddy when I take her in my car.) Rachel's perfect world is to have everyone she loves gathered together. Hmmm. That's my perfect world too!

The pictures are of her playhouse now that its painted and some other pics taken recently.
Enjoy!

Thursday, April 2, 2009

Rachel gets a playhouse

On Saturday we paint it green with purple window boxes and a purple door. Then we'll begin the process of fencing and adding gardens. Thank you, Daddy for moving a 600 gallon (!) water tank to the back of the playhouse area.

Thursday, March 19, 2009

Sunday, March 15, 2009

It's Just A Little Vomit




I have always prided myself on a near-spotless car. Then Rachel came into our lives and we suited up my car with a child seat, and eventually found out that Rachel gets sick on the windy road to and from our house. If a total stranger threw up in my car I would be pretty annoyed. But when Rachel threw up I was more concerned with her, was she uncomfortable, did she need some drinking water, that kind of thing. She mostly missed throwing up in my car, but for what didn't get projected out of the car, I consoled myself, "It's just a little vomit." These are words I never thought I would say to myself about my car. I guess that is what it is like being the dad of a child you totally adore.

Meanwhile we are learning a little more about Rachel everyday -- what makes her tick, what makes her happy, sad and so on. The other day I slipped into the TV a DVD from my Three Stooges collection and Rachel was laughing hysterically. I guess slapstick is a kind of universal language. Even with her limited English, Rachel was laughing so hard at times I am considering mailing some Three Stooges DVDs to her orphanage back in India. Those Indian orphans won't need any English sub-titles.

And what is it about those Three Stooges? Just what makes them so funny? When I was in grade school I rolled my eyes when they were on TV. It could have been that Gilligan's Island was in the same time slot after school and that is what I preferred. And I couldn't have been the only third-grade boy who thought Marianne was way under-rated. Or maybe it was that for several years in elementary school, it was always the dumbest kid in the class who had several impersonations of Curly -- the whoop whoop whoop! bit and others. And bad impersonations at that. After grades 1 through about 5, inclusive, that got pretty old.

But it wasn't the fault of the Three Stooges. Now that I have taken a closer look that their movies I find them very funny. Someday I will introduce Rachel to my Bob Hope collection. When she is ready, I guess.

Well that is my post for now. I promise I will report back after we have given out the award for the person who guessed Rachel's true age. I have the prize in my car trunk, waiting for the event. And unlike some other contents of my car, the prize has not been vomited on.

What is the prize? Well, I'll give you several hints: it soaks up 12 times it weight in liquid, and soaks up cola that is spilled on a square of carpet. And it's made in Germany. You know that the Germans make good stuff...

--Tom