tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1627185207202148872024-03-13T22:00:47.271-07:00Henry!Worrell Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07264651021804467987noreply@blogger.comBlogger34125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-162718520720214887.post-75033396782708466972014-01-08T11:00:00.001-08:002014-01-08T11:00:30.249-08:00Ya'll! Yup. 'Ya'll' in a Chinese accent.<br />
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 :)<br />
Worrell Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07264651021804467987noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-162718520720214887.post-78552195426457902662014-01-05T12:06:00.002-08:002014-01-05T12:06:25.570-08:00I'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.<br />
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 :)<br />
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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 <i>Jesus </i>birthday?" <br />
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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 :)</div>
Worrell Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07264651021804467987noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-162718520720214887.post-9377904814285756832013-08-18T12:03:00.001-07:002013-08-18T12:05:43.713-07:00English :) It amazes me how fast Henry is picking up on English. Here are some vocabulary highlights:<br />
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1. "I is Henry" (We have tried and tried to fix that one, but for some reason, he won't change it)<br />
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2) "Mommy cooking yummy" (He says this a lot. He isn't picky AT ALL. The only thing we have discovered that he doesn't like is macaroni and cheese)<br />
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3) "Lillybilly" (This is supposed to be <i>little bit</i>, another one we are working on)<br />
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4) "How are you, Henry?" "Blessed".<br />
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5) "Alli, you, me, twenty work (makes the sign for money) go China, say 'Hello Henry Teacher!' teacher say 'Ni hao, Henry!' Me say: 'Chinese, I don't know. English.'"<br />
Over all he is really funny and eager to please.<br />
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Painting faces on the fourth of July<br />
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A little monster :)Worrell Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07264651021804467987noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-162718520720214887.post-67210902535442657612013-08-16T18:02:00.000-07:002013-08-16T18:02:54.094-07:00Update Sorry about the lack of updates here lately. But I'm sure you can imagine how hectic it has been here lately. Henry is picking up on everything really well. He started school this week. After much debate Mom and Daddy decided to send him to public school. I worried him all day, but I knew Preston and Daddy and all the other kids from church would be looking out for him. Daddy said he started out in tears but ended up laughing. His ESL (English Second Language) is really good with him and you can tell he has already won everyone over :)<br />
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Worrell Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07264651021804467987noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-162718520720214887.post-68630493966071363522013-06-16T05:11:00.000-07:002013-08-18T11:44:50.618-07:00Home At Last! Oh. Wow. I never could blog in China, so I have A LOT of catching up to do.<br />
Day One, May 31st: We were NOT prepared to go! We got our travel approval two hours before we left. I was up until eleven or so the night before we left, trying to make sure I was completely ready. We got up a little before two in the morning and stuck everything in the car to take off. I wasn't tired then, because I was so excited! Preston and Mama slept the whole way to Roanoke, though. Our first flight was the best. It was from Roanoke to Detroit. It was still early and everything was pink and misty. It was also my first time flying. The plane from Detroit to Beijing was much bigger, but we had a lot less room. Everybody was packed in like sardines. We had a joke going, whenever we passed the First Class, or Sky Priority or whatever they call it, one of us would say "Oh, look at all the happy rich people! Doesn't it just make you feel all warm and fuzzy inside?". Ha. After thirteen hours of nonstop movies and junk food, I wasn't feeling so great. The plane was too dark and crowded. As soon as the plane touched the ground, I was in the lavatory throwing up. Yep, that was my first impression of China. Finally it was time for our last flight, Beijing to Hangzhou. We met our guide, Mr. Wan. He reminded us of my grandpa, Pop, so whenever we talked about him in our hotel room we called him Pop. Daddy also nicknamed him George. I don't know why. I guess he just looked like a George to Daddy. Mr. Wan's (or Pop's, or George's, or whatever you want to call him) English was very good. He was really smart. He knew all about plants, and history (Chinese and American). We got to our hotel and crashed, but we woke up before five. The time in China is exact opposite from here, so while it was 5 am there, it was 5 pm here.<br />
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Day Two: On our itinerary this was marked as "rest". That's exactly what we did! We woke up and ate, went back to our room, and crashed. We slept through lunch and ate supper at the hotel. Of course, we hardly slept that night.<br />
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Day Three: We went to West Lake part of the day, slept the rest.<br />
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Day Four: Free day. We walked around some. As in we walked around the West Lake. West Lake is considered to be the best natural beauty in China. It covers three square miles. We rented a little tiny motor boat and went out on the lake.<br />
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Day Five: Gotcha Day! Henry was supposed to meet us in our hotel lobby at 11, but because of the long drive from his orphanage (about five hours) it ended up being more like 1. He walked in with his vice director of the orphanage and two other people (I don't really know who they were). He took one look at us and burst into tears. The vice director was very kind. You could see how much she loves the kids. He hardly ate at all the first two days, and was very quiet.<br />
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Day Six: This day started out like the day before, with Henry mostly crying. After lunch we finally got a translator on the iPad to work. I've heard Google Translate is mostly unreliable, but I guess it made sense to him because he has been smiling ever since!<br />
Day Seven: From then on it was good. Henry was all smiles...Worrell Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07264651021804467987noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-162718520720214887.post-46215068909952813952013-05-31T06:02:00.001-07:002013-05-31T06:02:20.885-07:00Written From the Detroit AirportLots of miracles since yesterday! The travel approval came middle of the day, the visa came at 3:30, and finally at midnight we got our consulate appointment - 2 hours before leaving for the airport! Much much celebration going on! Now we are in Detroit at the airport, after a 5 hour layover we will fly to Beijing then on to huangzhou - should be in Henry's province by tomorrow afternoon. Pretty much everything that can go wrong has gone wrong since the beginning of this adoption --- and yet look how far we have gotten - all by the grace of God! THANK YOU for all the encouragement and prayers - because the odds have been stacked against us since the beginning but we feel like thesis going to happen!<br />
There are a lot of little birds inside the building and Daddy and I were feeding them but Mom told us to stop. There's also this red train running through that looks really cool :)<br />
I want to put pictures up but the iPad is being very difficult. I will try again soon but may have to wait until we get home. I hope not :(<br />
Will post more when we get to Beijing.Worrell Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07264651021804467987noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-162718520720214887.post-78384062956279167742013-05-30T18:20:00.000-07:002013-05-30T18:20:11.083-07:00Getting Ready! We have our Travel Approval!<br />
We fly out a 6 tomorrow morning, meaning we leave here at 1. I would write more but we are really busy and I need to get some rest. Also I don't know if I will be able to post in China, but I will put up a lot of pictures and write some very long posts as soon as we get back.Worrell Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07264651021804467987noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-162718520720214887.post-2136631052747107422013-05-25T09:15:00.002-07:002013-05-25T09:15:50.920-07:00PLEASE KEEP PRAYING! Things are not looking good at all right now. We have our airline tickets purchased for May 31st at 6:10 am, but yesterday they told us our VISAs had been denied! The courier said this had never happened before, they didn't deny it until the last day because we didn't have information on our hotels yet. We sent the information, but they are closed on weekends AND Monday because of Memorial Day. The courier said in cases of extreme emergency they will get it through in one day. This is a case of extreme emergency! But by the time we have it overnight-ed it still won't be here until Thursday, and that will take a lot of things going perfectly. It seems like NOTHING is going right! It is so frustrating! Ugh! We need a miracle, but we've been saying that the entire process, and so far we have gotten all our miracles. God is good, all the time. PLEASE KEEP PRAYING! I cannot say this enough! Worrell Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07264651021804467987noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-162718520720214887.post-56485437954997302042013-05-23T03:39:00.000-07:002013-05-23T03:39:33.094-07:00Zane<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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We got a phone call Tuesday and Henry's best friend, Zane, had passed away. He had a family waiting here in America who were at about the same phase we are. Henry and Zane went to get their passports together. Zane had been climbing on some things when he fell. We need to remember his family and everyone who loved him in our prayers. We are afraid we will not see Henry's famous smile for a while now.Worrell Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07264651021804467987noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-162718520720214887.post-4499004843894909112013-05-20T11:47:00.001-07:002013-05-20T11:47:44.681-07:00Jaynelle Vocabulary I thought I would take the time to go over some basic "Jaynelle-ese" today:<br />
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1. The past form of chase is "choost". As in "Jesse choost me!"<br />
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2. Children=Childyen<br />
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3. On that note, room=yoom. As in "Our bedyoom is messy!"<br />
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4. She frequently cries out "Halleyulah!" Pronunciation: Hall-eh-yool-ah.<br />
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5. All S's should be pronounced as a TH.<br />
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Worrell Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07264651021804467987noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-162718520720214887.post-81831309203540248432013-05-19T16:58:00.000-07:002013-05-19T17:03:18.823-07:00Consulate I'm not really sure what it means, but Mom says we have our Consulate Appointment June 11th. I know that's a big step, but like I said, I try my best to figure out what is going on so I can put it on the blog, but I don't really understand what all the adoption phrases mean. I do know TA (Travel Approval for those of you who are like me and all this confuses you) is the magic word though! Unfortunately, we are still waiting on ours. On the bright side we have child care lined up! A huge Thank You to Devin and Ashley, not to mention G.G, Pop, and Grandmama! Also we have found people to take care of most of the goats,all but two does and their babies (Swiss, Parmesan, Rachel, Leah, and Ruth).<br />
The kids are getting so excited for their new brother! They have been begging to be the ones that give him his stuffed doggy. They are so cute! They all four have that Worrell habit of jumping up and down as fast as they can when they get excited. Preston has it too, and still hasn't entirely out grown out of it. Apparently I don't have that gene. They're also giddy that Ashley and Devin will be staying with them! At first we worried about leaving them and them being disappointed. But as soon as we told them who was babysitting they were too excited to even think about that! I don't think I will be missed much.<br />
We're trying to figure out technology while in China. Any advice is welcome. We don't know if the iPad or laptop would be best, or if we have to do anything special. Obviously we are not the most savvy family.<br />
Yesterday we went shopping for the trip. Try buying clothes for a fourteen year old boy who you've never met and have no clue what size to get him. We are keeping the tags on everything! Also any advice in that area and what you have done would be excellent!<br />
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Worrell Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07264651021804467987noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-162718520720214887.post-86347075785430062582013-05-14T08:07:00.000-07:002013-05-14T08:07:10.247-07:00Random... Finally! All the goats have finished kidding!We went out last Wednesday night and Dolina and Mariota both had theirs! Unfortunately, neither the babies or the mamas seemed to know who belonged to who. We named them Shadrach (boy, white), Meshach (Mia for short, girl, white), Abednego (Abby, girl, white) and Furnace (girl, black). That last name was my dad's idea. Toasty was the last one to kid on Sunday and she had twins, a boy and a girl. They have yet to be named. I am open to suggestions, as long as they are from the Old Testament. Preston is leaning towards Jezebel and Cain, but Toasty has never been his favorite goat, so we feel he is being a bit biased.<br />
This is random, but it made me laugh. Adalee was crying and moaning just now. She came to the top and looked at me sitting down here writing. "Adalee what's the matter?"<br />
She kind of looked at me blankly and blinked a couple times. "I think I forgot..." and wandered off. If you know Adalee you know exactly how she would have said it. Think= faint and forgot=fordot. Not to mention that as the sentence goes on her voice gets higher and higher (this is saying a lot since her four year old voice is pretty high to start with) and she draws out the last syllable as long as she can. We've often wondered if that is going to get better with time or if she will get married and say "I doooo!"<br />
As for the adoption, it's crunch time. Mom tries to explain what's going on but it's really hard to follow since I don't know what all these letters stand for and all of it's generally above my head. She is at work right now, but I will do another post and go into more detail sometime when she is here to help explain where we are at. All I know is that we have to be in China by June 2nd in order to complete the adoption by his birthday on June 13th. Please keep praying!<br />
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That turned out to be a blessing because at 11:30 p.m. we got our LSC from China! Yay!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!<br />
Thank you everyone who has been praying for Henry because this was a miracle! We still have many hurdles but we are very relieved to have that ordeal behind us. Our next step will be to apply for VISAs. At this point my brother is not going to make it to America without divine intervention, so PLEASE keep praying!<br />
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Worrell Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07264651021804467987noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-162718520720214887.post-90816648654140061082013-05-04T14:00:00.001-07:002013-05-04T14:00:24.444-07:00Kids (you can take that whichever way you want) Myrna completely rejected her babies, David and Bathsheba, when they were born on Thursday. Luckily, I was there, ha ha. I've been giving them bottles and they've started following me around like puppies. They know that I'm the one who feeds them, and often when I hold them they try to "nurse" off either my nose or my chin. It tickles :). For some reason I can't rotate this picture, but you get the general idea.<br />
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Bathsheba being assaulted in her diaper box<br />
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Baby Esther and Mommy Mardi Gras! So as of now our herd consists of: Toasty, Myrna, Richard Parker, Dolina, Mariota, Mava, Abraham, Mardi Gras, Mordecai, Esther, Swiss, Rachel, Leah, Parmesan, Ruth, Charlotte, Moses, Aaron, and Miriam.Worrell Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07264651021804467987noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-162718520720214887.post-41041028849329093802013-04-30T06:06:00.001-07:002013-04-30T06:06:29.477-07:00So Many Babies!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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So far we have: Abraham, Rachel, Leah, Esther, Mordecai, Moses, Aaron, and Miriam. This is Esther!<br />
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They finally came in! Yay!Worrell Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07264651021804467987noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-162718520720214887.post-50479259909907975162013-04-19T15:35:00.002-07:002013-04-19T15:35:31.883-07:00Henry Update :)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Mom got home from work today with a surprise for us! New pictures of Henry!Worrell Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07264651021804467987noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-162718520720214887.post-91964969170780303352013-04-19T09:53:00.000-07:002013-04-19T09:53:05.132-07:00Happy Birthday!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Worrell Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07264651021804467987noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-162718520720214887.post-59659768356572618592013-04-16T18:30:00.002-07:002013-04-16T18:30:25.091-07:00It's Off!Our dossier is officially on it's way to China! Yay!Worrell Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07264651021804467987noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-162718520720214887.post-11441556363609882192013-04-16T06:33:00.002-07:002013-04-16T06:33:22.296-07:00First Goat Baby!!!!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Our first goat kid came last night! I got out of the car when I got home from dance and her a strange, high pitched mewing. At first I thought it was some kind of bird or wild cat, but when we went down there this little boy was sitting there with his mama, Mava! We think he is a little premature, he can't stand up and we have to help him nurse. But he is breathing alright and is already improving. We are naming all our goats born this year from the Bible, and we think this little fellow is either going to be Adam or Abraham. Or maybe Abel. Anyways, he probably won't be officially named until we know he is going to live. I'm so excited!!! At the same time I can't help but wonder what Henry will think of all this craziness, ha ha!<br />
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