Weekend Pics

November 04, 2009

Weekend Pics

Matt's parents came in for a visit this weekend. They just sent me some of their favorite photos and I wanted to share them with you.

Oliver loves to walk in the leaves.

Matt & Oliver walking on the National Mall.

A very proud Oliver at the WWII Memorial.

Waverly outside of our apartment.

We had a little birthday party for Wavey. (Her birthday is in 2 weeks.) She loved the party hats, candles, ice cream cake and "Happy Birthday" song.

Comments

Maureen said…

Happy "early" birthday to your sweet, sweet Waverly :) I check your blog everyday for updates. I have a special place in my heart for "people visiting Holland."

November 4, 2009 at 8:46 PM

Liv Life said…

Great pics! The kids look so happy. What a blessing! Yes, we will be attending the conference. We would love to meet you and Wavey! I'm nervous and excited about the conference. Here is my email if you'd like to get in contact with me that way. I appreciate what you said on my blog. There are days that I feel so alone in this journey........and need to scream! I'm here for you as well! Our prayers are with you.

kelfish121880@hotmail.com

November 4, 2009 at 11:10 PM

Jenkins said…

They are too cute!

November 10, 2009 at 9:16 AM

Welcome to Holland

By Emily Perl Kingsley

I am often asked to describe the experience of raising a child with a disability - to try to help people who have not shared that unique experience to understand it, to imagine how it would feel. It's like this......When you're going to have a baby, it's like planning a fabulous vacation trip - to Italy. You buy a bunch of guide books and make your wonderful plans. The Coliseum. The Michelangelo David. The gondolas in Venice. You may learn some handy phrases in Italian. It's all very exciting.After months of eager anticipation, the day finally arrives. You pack your bags and off you go. Several hours later, the plane lands. The stewardess comes in and says, "Welcome to Holland.""Holland?!?" you say. "What do you mean Holland?? I signed up for Italy! I'm supposed to be in Italy. All my life I've dreamed of going to Italy."But there's been a change in the flight plan. They've landed in Holland and there you must stay.The important thing is that they haven't taken you to a horrible, disgusting, filthy place, full of pestilence, famine and disease. It's just a different place.So you must go out and buy new guide books. And you must learn a whole new language. And you will meet a whole new group of people you would never have met.It's just a different place. It's slower-paced than Italy, less flashy than Italy. But after you've been there for a while and you catch your breath, you look around.... and you begin to notice that Holland has windmills....and Holland has tulips. Holland even has Rembrandts.But everyone you know is busy coming and going from Italy... and they're all bragging about what a wonderful time they had there. And for the rest of your life, you will say "Yes, that's where I was supposed to go. That's what I had planned."And the pain of that will never, ever, ever, ever go away... because the loss of that dream is a very very significant loss.But... if you spend your life mourning the fact that you didn't get to Italy, you may never be free to enjoy the very special, the very lovely things ... about Holland.