The force is strong in this one....

I got to go to Disneyland with my family and my Grandma and some of my Aunts and Uncles and cousins. It was awesome. Pretty much my favorite thing at Disneyland was the Jedi Training Academy. I got to dress up like a Jedi and train with a Jedi Master.



Then Darth Vader and Darth Maul came out, I have to admit it was a little scary. Darth Vader is big in real life.





I got to go battle Darth Vader with a light saber, I hit left and right and I even had to duck.









After I beat Darth Vader I went to walk of like the other kids but Darth Vader said the to 2 storm troopers that the force is strong in this one and they started to come after me so I had to use my hand to force them both back. One of them almost fell backwards.







And after I forced them I was able to walk off of the stage. I really don't want to meet Darth Vader again.


Zack typed this days ago, but I have not had a chance to add the pictures until tonight. It is not fun to be the secretary for a six year old, but I think he will be happy when he wakes up and sees that I have finally done it for him. Zack asked me later that day how Darth Vader knew the force was strong in him. I told him what I always tell him, that he is a strong boy, the strongest I know. I told him that he has courage, and shows me his courage every day and that others see it too. With the upcoming adoption of our foster daughter Zack has had alot of questions about his adoption. I am so glad that we have always been able to talk openly about the miracles that brought Zack to our family. It is an honor and a priviledge to be his Mom. He has taught me so much, and I have become a better, stronger person with his help. The other day someone mentioned something along the lines that they were glad I would get to have a healthy child. I didn't know that Zack had heard it or if he did if he would put 2 and 2 together, well he did. I too am glad that I get to have a healthy child, but in my opinion I now have 2 strong, healthy children. My children are fighters, they have both over come so much and both still have uphill battles to fight, but I in NO WAY see them as anything less than incredible people. Zack knows that he is loved and accepted for all that he is, I am a little sad that some look at him and discount what he is, I don't feel like I have less of a child because Zack has eb, or that I am less of a parent. The truth is that he is strong, strong enough move past ugly comments, and ugly stares and ugly people, and strong enough to not give it a second thought.(now if I could only learn that)

My new eb friend

This is my new little friend Jonah. He has eb too. His mom and dad wrote a nice note to me and I want them to know that I keep saying prayers for Jonah. Sometimes I don't like eb, but I still have lots of friends and lots of fun. I think he will be ok because he has a mom and a dad like I do.

Kite flying

I love kite flying but sunday I accidentaly let go of the kite and it flew clear over houses and streets and ended up across the street from my Grandpa Troops. It got all tangled up in power lines so he had to call a man from the power company to come get it down. It was stuck in the wires for a long time and it just flew in the wind the whole time all by itself. It was pretty cool.

A sweet little story

Zack shared a really sweet story with me tonite while we were doing wound care and I just wanted to write it down for him. He is excited to print out his blog and make a book so he his trying really hard to post more, he wants to post something everyday but his little fingers can only type so fast and he asks alot how to spell things (and he is really asking the wrong person) so my patience tends to run thin with the whole blog posting thing.

But back to the story, well actually before I start the story I just want to mention that Zack and I have become very thankful for the time we get to spend together while I do wound care, or check his wraps as he calls it. The other day he said "I actually don't mind getting my wraps checked, I kind of like it so we can sit by other". He is very sweet.

Ok now here is the story which is very short in comparison to what I have typed. He was leaning on me as I was helping him take off his shorts, which is what I thinked triggered the memory.

Zack: "You know the other day when I had class pictures taken?"
Me: "yes" (in a kind of worried voice because I know Zack and his kind of naughty sence of humor)
Zack: "Well my knee was hurting"
Me:"Oh hunny I am so sorry, you know you can tell Mrs. Pack to call me and I will get you medecine" (in a sad, but releaved that is was not a confesion that he was working on voice.)
Zack: "Well it was ok because Grace saw that I was hurting and she said you can lean on me so I did and I felt better."
Me: "That was very nice of her" (as I turned my head so I didn't cry)
Zack: "Ya, it was way nice of her because usually she is mean."

I'm getting a sister

She has been my best foster sister in the whole. I like her hair and I like to draw on her face. I like tickling her because it makes her laugh. We get to adopt her after she has been in our home for 6 months, so any time after march 30th, when the judge has some time. some times when she jumps on me it is kind of funny.

New Jammies

My Grandma Angie made me new Car's jammies and I love them. I know I am going to sleep very good tonight because they are so comfy and because I got a 90% on my AR test on a book that was a 4.2 (fourth grade book). I love it when I get A's on tests.

how I listen to my moms ipod

I kind of have to do it differently so they don't hurt mt ears.

2 teeth in 3 days!!!!

I can't beleive it, I lost 1 tooth on saturday and then today at school I lost another 1!!! I was wiggling it back and forth and it fell out on the carpet. I got to go to the office and get a special treasure chest. I can already see the big daddy tooth behind them. I am soooo lucky. My mom had to tie dental floss around the one I lost on saturday and when she pulled on it it popped out. And the last picture is just of my sister who felt sad that I was getting lots of pictures taken and she wasn't.