Ya'll!

   Yup. 'Ya'll' in a Chinese accent.
   We've been working on rearranging bedrooms this week, while school is closed. I know everything on adoption says not to do this, but we thought it was best in this case. Preston and Henry now have the basement bedroom, and I have the upstairs. There is a lot less squabbling this way, because there is now a wall between the boys. Not to mention that their old room was pink. It was all kind of disorienting for Henry. He relies heavily on schedules, and panics if we have to so much as change the laundry routine! Of course, that's perfectly understandable, and the past couple of days have gone better then I thought they would. He either likes or hates his new room, depending on his mood and how he will get the biggest reaction at the moment. I think he really does like it, he just doesn't want to let on yet :)
 

I'm Back!!!

   Yeah, I know. I'm a terrible blogger. It's been a ridiculously long time since I last wrote, but I'm hoping to get back on track.
   I'll start with Christmas, since I'm sure a lot of you are wondering how that went. First of all, I think they did celebrate Christmas in China to an extent. According to Henry, they had a Christmas tree and one of the older boys would dress up as Santa. But (the communication is still a little tough, so a lot of this is just patched together) there didn't seem to be any gift giving, and he certainly didn't know the story behind it all. I could tell you how happy he was, but I think a picture is more appropriate :)

   I think the thing that helped him understand Christmas the most was our church's live nativity. That was when it sunk in all of a sudden. He turned to Mom. "This Jesus birthday?"                                            

He handled Christmas morning very well. He was very grateful. Every time he was handed a present, he would say, "Oh my goodness! More? Too much!" He didn't protest to mush though, this just seemed to be his way of saying thank you :)