We have a court date!

Can you believe it?  We finally have an adoption court date.  After living in our home for 957 days, our son is officially becoming Silas Winston Stickling.  No more monthly caseworker visits (though we do love our caseworker!), no more licensing visits twice a year, no more keeping clothing and toy receipts to turn in, no more logging when we give him medicine, no more turning in Bella's rabies paperwork…I could continue.

We will just BE FAMILY.  We are beyond excited!

The adoption date is December 16th - two days before Silas turns three.  He won't understand what this is about - I mean, he knows about his birth family and LOVES visiting his siblings twice a month, but he doesn't understand adoption.  Someday he will.  Every night we pray for his birth parents and siblings by name.  Someday he will realize why.  

I just finished making him an adoption photo book.  When I give it to him he will just think he was a cute baby, and say "yeaaaa" at the pictures he sees of his siblings.  But someday that book will mean more, way more.  It's part of his life.  One of my favorite pages in the book is titled "my new family tree." It has pictures of his grandma's and papa's, of Micah and me, and of him.  We're a family alright!  Just built differently.  There are different roots in this tree.

I get to go to the adoption in a wheelchair.  Woo hoo!  And my Jesus-loving Dr. gave me clearance to go to church that Sunday (it will be the day I become 33 weeks) so we can finally have a dedication service for Silas. Any and all are welcome to come to Jacob's Well and celebrate with us on December 22nd.  The dedication will be during the church service, which starts at 10:30.  It will be so WONDERFUL to formally commit to raising him in Jesus, with the church family who has loved him since he was tiny.

YEAAAAAAA!

October Quotes - boogers, poop, and little boy sweetness!

Silas is always busy working.  Notice his cell phone 

clipped on his pocket, just like daddy wears his to work.

Love this kid!

Me: Why are you picking your nose?

Silas: 'Cause. There's boogie in it. 

Silas: I wan' to work outside.

Me: It's wet. 

Silas: I walk on the grass. 

Me: The grass is wet. 

Silas: I walk on my shoooooes!

Silas: I wan' ride on a train. 

Micah: We'll set that up sometime. 

Silas: Mommy want to go? She need feel better. 

Micah: Yes she would like to go after she has the baby.   

Silas: Mommy stay home. 

Micah: Yes, but not forever. 

Me: Are you done pooping?

Silas: No. It's a big one. Stand back!

I throw it (a ball) at the moon! (Then runs toward the moon but a tree blocks his view.) Oh no! It all gone!

When trying to zip his jacket: I figgin' it out!...No can do it. 

After getting dressed for church: Daddy! I lookin' coo!

I wipe off yours kiss. Please put it back on mom. 

Micah: What do you want to buy when you fill up your piggy bank?

Silas: Chicken nuggets!

Silas: I wan' to see yours baby.

Me: You have to wait until it's born.  It will be awhile.

Silas: It come out your throat? Like this? (We think that is great logic, since he knows that's how food gets to the baby!)

Me: No. The Dr. will take it out of my belly.

Silas: Why?

Me: It's already in my belly.  That's easier.

Silas: Oh...You need to take yours jacket off?

Me: Yes, I will.

Silas: (Pointing to himself and Micah) We boys. (Pointing to me) You guwl. 

Me: Do you think the baby is a girl or a boy?

Silas: A guwl. I hug him!

Silas, when pointing to a picture in a book: Twinkle star!

Me: That's an octopus. 

When telling me all about how he and Micah helped Miss Kelly at church: I workin' real hard with daddy. I a workin' man. Daddy too. 

Mom! I pee on my poop! (In potty)

First independent meal prayer: Jesus...for...food...eat. Aaaaamaaan!