Fall Sunday night!

Ahhhh, do you feel that?  That chill in the air?  Actually it is down right cold, but we are loving it here in CT!  Days that start and end cool but warm up in between.  It was like that all weekend here.  And we loved it.  We had a tag sale all weekend where Grandma Barbie brought a bunch of stuff to sell.  She's moving soon and has to downsize her stuff.  We are *hopeful* that she will end up in town.  Yep, Colchester! We'll see!

Isaiah had a nice weekend.  Played outside and in.  Watched a couple movies and did some TWO wheel bike riding!  Sometimes when we stay home all weekend, it's rough.  Oddly, he doesn't really like to go places but he doesn't really like to stay home either.  Ha!  He completed his first Kindergarten homework assignment this weekend and WE experienced how school can be tricky for adoptive parents.

The assignment was about his name and it was called "The first present my parents gave me".  Whoops.  Not us parents, actually.  His name was outlined on a piece of paper and he had to decide how to decorate it.  He chose buttons and did a great job gluing the buttons onto his name.  I was impressed with his attention to detail and the outcome.  The rest of the assignment was to "talk to your child about why you chose their name and why it is special to you".  Whoops again!  So I emailed his birth mom and just asked her.  She loves that stuff and he loves when I connect with her.  At least we can give him the truth.  And that way if he is asked in class he can tell them.  That's another funny thing.

When I told him the stony and then said "so if Mrs. Tanner asks you where your name came from you can tell her why regular mommy named you that".  He curled up into me and shook his head, "no".  When I asked him why not he said he didn't want to tell anyone that.  I asked for clarification.  He didn't want to tell everyone that he has a regular mommy.  That's what he calls is birth mom.  Is it really possible that he already senses that there can be a negative stigma attached to the life he has to live?  It made me sad for him.  I just told him to do what he felt comfortable with but not to change the truth.  What's interesting is that his best friends are also adopted.  But somehow he still seems to have some shame connected to it.  Buddy.

Well, we are wrapping up the weekend, sadly.  Watching football while Bob snuggles on the couch with us.  Lots of Fall fragranced candles burning, wanting to just keep the weather and feeling like this.  Ahhhh.  Happy week all!