tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598583139156236632024-02-19T20:36:51.182-05:00SerendipitiesRosie,Nellie,Andy,Ric,DominicWright Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13777380907937612888noreply@blogger.comBlogger190125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1059858313915623663.post-68994588922429809142013-08-16T00:35:00.002-04:002013-08-16T00:35:32.223-04:00Don't Let It Be Forgot, That Once There Was A Spot......<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Wright Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13777380907937612888noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1059858313915623663.post-25367954559545122492013-07-08T11:01:00.003-04:002013-07-08T11:01:49.142-04:00Independence Day Weekend 2013<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Wright Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13777380907937612888noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1059858313915623663.post-11642785533437222392013-04-13T20:10:00.000-04:002013-04-13T20:12:50.165-04:00A Saturday Afternoon in the Spring<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4QcrDeleSaD-vNJmMlsKFq0z57-9zRarQ64ES01DPUq17KEQj4h3CX2Pv7AsKxIUWeh-mmu15E4FDeRNen_VMAA4SgxlvlohlqGEbvsjyWZSS6yoWuX8qjgVnWV7HBGsCJUQPhMqZpWk/s1600/044.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4QcrDeleSaD-vNJmMlsKFq0z57-9zRarQ64ES01DPUq17KEQj4h3CX2Pv7AsKxIUWeh-mmu15E4FDeRNen_VMAA4SgxlvlohlqGEbvsjyWZSS6yoWuX8qjgVnWV7HBGsCJUQPhMqZpWk/s320/044.JPG" width="320" /></a>Expectations. A wise man once said that they are the enemy of gratefulness. I have been trying for many years to lay them aside and choose gratefulness. I had another opportunity today.</div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDz5sX7vAhPYjPcuhaO0FnlyBUv8MkW5v4vSUEGGMxbdQUq2-UfoZBhoCE-ohuz4IjmauIrrWMuGkzarjeSlTJj2RcD7d7GSM_OSsn2rXvDbWxLhpaVshfKGj3fUMCzL6YD23pbhfMoYo/s1600/053.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDz5sX7vAhPYjPcuhaO0FnlyBUv8MkW5v4vSUEGGMxbdQUq2-UfoZBhoCE-ohuz4IjmauIrrWMuGkzarjeSlTJj2RcD7d7GSM_OSsn2rXvDbWxLhpaVshfKGj3fUMCzL6YD23pbhfMoYo/s320/053.JPG" width="320" /></a>Our first 9 kids played every sport in season. Swim team in summer was followed by soccer and basketball and baseball. We watched all of their games which must have numbered in the thousands. They also took music lessons (violin, piano, flute), played in an orchestra and took dancing lessons (Camila danced with a company in SC that toured Israel). But the biggest focus was always on sports.</div>
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Wright Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13777380907937612888noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1059858313915623663.post-4749558689566505542013-04-05T23:28:00.000-04:002013-04-05T23:28:53.588-04:00Chickens<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Wright Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13777380907937612888noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1059858313915623663.post-42589124559148207962013-03-31T21:52:00.000-04:002013-03-31T21:52:02.905-04:00Normaltown Community Church <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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If you guessed St Patricks Day you are right ! We are always Wright. (Rosie made her dress at Joyce's Keepers of the home class.)Wright Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13777380907937612888noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1059858313915623663.post-19528096493502750752013-02-13T23:18:00.002-05:002013-02-13T23:18:56.465-05:00Chinese New Year<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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The highlight for the children, no doubt, was the passing out of the red envelopes, containing varying amounts of money. <br />
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<br />Wright Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13777380907937612888noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1059858313915623663.post-43948960588916106772013-02-03T12:48:00.000-05:002013-02-03T12:48:41.886-05:00Snow 2013<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Wright Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13777380907937612888noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1059858313915623663.post-2074704385557519152013-02-02T22:42:00.002-05:002013-02-02T22:42:54.164-05:00Ric and Camila share a birthday<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Wright Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13777380907937612888noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1059858313915623663.post-45733181202674212612012-12-16T23:43:00.001-05:002012-12-16T23:43:36.399-05:00Lunch<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Wright Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13777380907937612888noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1059858313915623663.post-66684142600736194072012-12-11T20:31:00.003-05:002012-12-11T20:31:55.381-05:00Thanksgiving Tree<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Wright Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13777380907937612888noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1059858313915623663.post-69911438622810235252012-12-09T21:39:00.000-05:002012-12-09T21:39:37.527-05:00The Christmas Parade<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Wright Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13777380907937612888noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1059858313915623663.post-29256418098560670962012-09-03T10:11:00.001-04:002012-09-03T10:12:24.291-04:00The Civil War<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Wright Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13777380907937612888noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1059858313915623663.post-81041538294547586142012-07-16T23:05:00.000-04:002012-07-16T23:05:08.827-04:00Cow Appreciation Day<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiV2xd05jXXW0X_V8D2KbvGkJPNhPwhC4UVKAcTIKd7X3sGL58cW4d7v9mfb5LnM2ZppllnpQgNxXCmEzokBtb8_WoAjM1QbcTcdpBPHhPjRTM0z-dc3Uu1wSKohMXE8zMlJD4cHGVaXr8/s1600/IMG_1266.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiV2xd05jXXW0X_V8D2KbvGkJPNhPwhC4UVKAcTIKd7X3sGL58cW4d7v9mfb5LnM2ZppllnpQgNxXCmEzokBtb8_WoAjM1QbcTcdpBPHhPjRTM0z-dc3Uu1wSKohMXE8zMlJD4cHGVaXr8/s320/IMG_1266.JPG" width="320" /></a>Several times a year, our family gets the opportunity to play at the Smokey Mountain Center for Performing Arts. That means, for a month or so, the kids pack up their computers and school books to attend a wonderful sort of 'theater charter school'. While I am sewing costumes, they do their regular school work and also often get to help out a little (like painting sets) and learn about the magic of an amazing state of the art theater. This is the fulfillment of a lifelong dream of mine that I never, ever, expected to be realized ( but more onthat in another post)</div>
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Some of the children pretended they were frightened. They were actually making fun of me for making them go down there.<br />
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Ric has been talking alot lately about adventures. I think we had one.<br />
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They still love playing with their American girl dolls together and are hoping to earn enough money this summer to buy another one. <br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNJK4DcDXFypRaLy8378EW1rgVTb9EJMmjZLI92-egp-iv3xaG6oHB8b5Z1FTuS5ttMg084d8xN2RkFrpnBqO23ijh8dW2-snZIaOcoDeW3HZS1SamoA5DLf2lmj5RQ2gfG25FTQ5xBEo/s1600/IMG_0025.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 320px; height: 214px; float: left; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5725506329552943330" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNJK4DcDXFypRaLy8378EW1rgVTb9EJMmjZLI92-egp-iv3xaG6oHB8b5Z1FTuS5ttMg084d8xN2RkFrpnBqO23ijh8dW2-snZIaOcoDeW3HZS1SamoA5DLf2lmj5RQ2gfG25FTQ5xBEo/s320/IMG_0025.JPG" /></a>Tomorrow we are taking the kids to their first trip to Dollywood. Although they have only a vague idea of what that is (Dominic told Andy we would see a cougar there), they have seen the video of the new Eagle ride and are wildly excited about it. I have minor worries about Simon's motion sickness and Jed's "episodes", so we would appreciate prayers that all will be well.</div><div> Can anyone tell me why these pictures are wonderfully clear on my computer but fuzzy when I put them on this blog??<br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhi1H1Q4nSwwQPX_HIKonZ44cICW9YtL8SXNR-Kqms428i3gSiYwiRFyexCysTnqPYQ_qUKuutXcBPQiRpeJJNzzoYTt8nVZDudieKma3wjsNjdvt1Ukjk0sXyPWz-B6Da8JLQdYFxmV9s/s1600/IMG_0027.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 320px; height: 214px; float: left; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5725502921932488626" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhi1H1Q4nSwwQPX_HIKonZ44cICW9YtL8SXNR-Kqms428i3gSiYwiRFyexCysTnqPYQ_qUKuutXcBPQiRpeJJNzzoYTt8nVZDudieKma3wjsNjdvt1Ukjk0sXyPWz-B6Da8JLQdYFxmV9s/s320/IMG_0027.JPG" /></a><br /><div></div></div>Wright Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13777380907937612888noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1059858313915623663.post-14887014593936353082012-03-19T23:38:00.002-04:002012-03-19T23:57:51.649-04:00new camera<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh87r8rPcujnrUP5aysO3Zrow_Ro3hIF9m0LgJ38_sTvTbFI_gyK_5BnGzBW4Xi7sV0dk538xZhvgmX1Bl-n7YOreqQtd2bHXOtCmiscd-BXJye6h9FyPSPLmIogKSZNDJ-RGY8DjA5GeQ/s1600/IMG_0006.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 320px; height: 214px; float: left; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5721820505109804962" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh87r8rPcujnrUP5aysO3Zrow_Ro3hIF9m0LgJ38_sTvTbFI_gyK_5BnGzBW4Xi7sV0dk538xZhvgmX1Bl-n7YOreqQtd2bHXOtCmiscd-BXJye6h9FyPSPLmIogKSZNDJ-RGY8DjA5GeQ/s320/IMG_0006.JPG" /></a>Okay, so this isn't exactly going to be a post, just a notice that a month after receiving my new camera I have figured out how to get pictures onto my compter. (I have been making dresses for Clara, and my camera has been in the box.) As you can see, I don't know how to use the camera to take decent pictures, yet. I have about 20 hours to learn how to use it before the final dress rehearsal of Lamb of God. Jerry, Rosie, Nellie, Dominic and Andy are in it. (and Everett, of course, who has my favorite song in the show) It has been so great to have a picture of Jesus's life portrayed on stage for Simon and Jed over the last several weeks. Tomorrow we have a pediatric neurologist appointment for Jed. Hopefully I will have some time to read the camera manual while I am waiting. <br /><div></div>Wright Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13777380907937612888noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1059858313915623663.post-26953536757821823272012-02-10T20:01:00.002-05:002012-02-10T21:51:47.022-05:00By God's Grace AloneJedidiah (Loved by the LORD), 10, is the one in the middle, wearing blue. He is my always smiling, affectionate boy. In private, I call him, the child of my heart. The orphanage told us he was 'knotty' (naughty). We believed them when we heard that he lit a firecracker on the way to school, burned his hand and his eyebrow and spent a week in the hospital.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjq1LyuXaY3cqkD85qHGogUBSSJ-_F9gGjeCTWc_BDoJWLF_Tbaqch04D4IZGL5ZgjEt0QW9kazUi5QXCT2HLrOYq3C03sH5D4tQWKslQe8USMDCZCnuY9hsoDVrq-C_esIWB-ZjYORbog/s1600/100_5041.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707679556862282482" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjq1LyuXaY3cqkD85qHGogUBSSJ-_F9gGjeCTWc_BDoJWLF_Tbaqch04D4IZGL5ZgjEt0QW9kazUi5QXCT2HLrOYq3C03sH5D4tQWKslQe8USMDCZCnuY9hsoDVrq-C_esIWB-ZjYORbog/s320/100_5041.jpg" /></a> That was in China.<br />Last Tuesday, we were at Ric's parents new house, helping them move in. It is out a little ways from town, not far from main roads, but surrounded by woods and fields. When one of the children told me that Jed was riding too far away on the bike, I sent word that he couldn't ride it anymore. He came in a little later, smiling as usual, and asked if he could ride the scooter. I said no. Awhile later the kids came in to say that he was walking beyond the area where I said they could play. I first sent the girls and then Dominic to call him to come back. I later, went out and called him myself. He did not respond to any of us although we could still see him. This behavior was a total first. Although he and Simon wandered away from us when we were walking in China, neither one of them has ever disobeyed a direct command. As we were about to eat dinner outside on the deck, I decided to let Jed stew a little and perhaps regret that we were having a great Chinese meal and he was pouting in the woods. I couldn't eat, however and eventually went out to find him. I knew he would be feeling guilty and worried about the depth of the trouble he might be in. I couldn't find him. Neither could anyone else. I called Jerry. After we all looked for an hour and it was beginning to get dark, Jerry called 911. The local police and fire department came with alot of people and a tracking dog. Jerry is a volunteer fireman so many friends of ours were there. In the midst of this kind of trauma, it is comforting to have such a show of support. Although, we still weren't sure if he was deliberately hiding or was genuinely lost, we were way past mad, and worried to tears. Our daredevil child, who couldn't speak English or even write down his phone number, missing in an area with woods, ponds, creeks, wild animals and occssionally homes with people who couldn't understand him. <br />God was Gracious. The couple who found himwent out to look near their home, about two miles from Ric's house. They said that they must have been directed by God, because Jed just looked like a piece of plastic laying in the leaves. They had driven past him once before the husband discerned the shape of a small person laying face down in the leaves near a small shed. They picked him up and took him to their home and called 911. The first report we got was that he was unresponsive and the ambulance was taking him to the hospital. When he arrived at the hospital we were assured that his vital signs were good in spite being unconscious. So good, in fact, that there was suspicion that he could be faking. No reaction to being hooked up to IVs and catheterized, laid that idea to rest. A chest xray and CT scan showed nothing. After 40 minutes or so he began to blink a little and his legs started twitching. The doctor decided to try an anti seizure drug to see what kind of response he had. He recovered very, very slowly, with much weeping, and hugging me and telling me he loved me and saying he wanted to go home. They put a phone with a Chinese translator on the line, to his ear, to ask him if anything hurt, did anyone hurt him. He said just his knee, from falling down.<br />Let me put an aside here to say how wonderful it is to live in a small town. I was too stressed to do anything but make a three sentence phone call to one of my daughters to ask for prayer. We had a crowd of people join us at the hospital, transport the other kids, pray with them, and communicate with our older kids, who were with us, saying that they were praying and asking if they could do anything. Thank you to all of you who did pray and are continuing to pray for Jed.<br />It has taken until today to unravel most of the mystery of what happened. Jed admits hearing his siblings call him back but ignoring them. He played for awhile in some kind of water (a pond?) and then went on. He won't admit to 'being lost' and says he doesn't remember falling down. When asked if this ever happened (the falling asleep part) in China, he says yes, more than once. Did it happen before you went to the orphange at age seven ? Yes. Ah, perhaps that explains why he was sent there. Did it ever happen in school. Yes. Were you taken to the hospital ? Yes. Did you have medicine ? Yes. Where is the medicine ? In China. This child's paperwork, says he is very healthy. Really, a child who has grand mal seizures ? (I am jumping the gun here, since we haven't yet seen a neurologist, but not much else leaves you unconscious for and hour). Why did they lie? Because, the reality is, 10 year old boys rarely get chosen for adoption , so what chance would a ten year old boy with epilepsy have? Who would choose him ? Certainly Not Me ! That would scare me to death. And yet , by God's Grace, he is here. The child of my heart. And , by God's Grace, knowing that He has taken what was bad (abandonment, illness) and intervened to bring good (family, medical care, the knowledge of God and the blessings of America), we will be okay. Not that I won't panic when I am responsible for his care during a seizure. Not that I am not stressed at what lies ahead. But believing that 'where He calls, He also enables' , I will choose to trust in His Grace.Wright Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13777380907937612888noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1059858313915623663.post-9794484722738244442012-01-22T20:11:00.005-05:002012-01-22T21:27:55.921-05:00BrothersWe always tell our children that the greatest gift we can ever give them is each other. No one else will ever be able to understand what it was like to endure the trials and joys of having been raised by Jerry and I. Their siblings will be there to support them in times and in ways that we cannot. The gift of family is a treasure even if it sometimes just looks like an ordinary earthen vessel.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbdFOyjRX-5oqT9sNubAU0M9fn1BOIvos1Rm8MKx8CBE7EcxCIx4k5Hs5Yz9CcXKPf3WSZr2uSO7AU7IGMp2XPKg4rioCRWq9woa5-j30KFLSjTQ0Kq0QltsK6iFmcLamJYc9J-h7_Z8E/s1600/100_5032.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700640035063962194" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbdFOyjRX-5oqT9sNubAU0M9fn1BOIvos1Rm8MKx8CBE7EcxCIx4k5Hs5Yz9CcXKPf3WSZr2uSO7AU7IGMp2XPKg4rioCRWq9woa5-j30KFLSjTQ0Kq0QltsK6iFmcLamJYc9J-h7_Z8E/s320/100_5032.jpg" /></a><br />Simon and Jed couldn't be more opposite. Jed is smiley and outgoing and full of enthusiasm. He is the best at wii boxing. Even Everett can't beat him. Simon is shy and reserved and studies things carefully. He sometimes slips off in the evening and goes to bed while everyone else is still playing. When he saw how much turkey I put on his plate at dinner, he smiled as if he was opening a birthday surprise. <br />They seem wonderfully happy here. I believe one reason is that they have each other. I confess, I worried about bringing home two 'older boys'. Those worries seem pretty silly from this end. There is Alot of Chinese being spoken around here, since Dominic and Rosie recovered their mother tongue, and I do worry that I cannot be in control of what is being said. I heard of a mom who told her kids they couldn't speak Chinese anymore because they were obviously making fun of their siblings and all things American. I totally understand that. However, I would much prefer for them to be bilingual, even if it takes a little longer for them to acquire English. Even though the Chinese are all learning English as fast as they can, I am pretty sure that speaking Chinese will still be useful when the kids are older. <br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXJce4y7G7G1uCvgtL04aMibsF7ZVldrlKhj0Vjc-SmXDO5agLtqFhyphenhyphen5Gurof2L46T5GdzVFVImsyHNCMvBR40BCmdD9CUdoHGY-sc_5MAGJTZCT5ATFqr05m4zO1NRTpQ0-pNWzYjm4g/s1600/100_5028.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700639368813784562" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXJce4y7G7G1uCvgtL04aMibsF7ZVldrlKhj0Vjc-SmXDO5agLtqFhyphenhyphen5Gurof2L46T5GdzVFVImsyHNCMvBR40BCmdD9CUdoHGY-sc_5MAGJTZCT5ATFqr05m4zO1NRTpQ0-pNWzYjm4g/s320/100_5028.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhueRbzGq29sSydvpOJFw9UMJnBVU341bkfbFuGop4vxQrno7RWyneBeD0g3mkoggclaghyjsg2UCnbzakQsCzbJPcrEUGQG6X6pDqqYU8hYR2oWBmxuVivoHqJuQWs4XgRDoKEK19pG4s/s1600/100_5013.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700637279173503394" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhueRbzGq29sSydvpOJFw9UMJnBVU341bkfbFuGop4vxQrno7RWyneBeD0g3mkoggclaghyjsg2UCnbzakQsCzbJPcrEUGQG6X6pDqqYU8hYR2oWBmxuVivoHqJuQWs4XgRDoKEK19pG4s/s320/100_5013.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjK0MGgC010040wrADzhCUsnvCQ54vRPAYlv3ozUMTLiQOFiw5pzFmRvt3tJHxRpQKQNHZgeHm2TUdUxYKNNnmaDr3tmgQy_hrO6p2PM9PlrDK1wQuwCw59VlqaxNtgXk36XwtY2FHpg2E/s1600/100_5009.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700634233151232930" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjK0MGgC010040wrADzhCUsnvCQ54vRPAYlv3ozUMTLiQOFiw5pzFmRvt3tJHxRpQKQNHZgeHm2TUdUxYKNNnmaDr3tmgQy_hrO6p2PM9PlrDK1wQuwCw59VlqaxNtgXk36XwtY2FHpg2E/s320/100_5009.jpg" /></a><br />Here is the Jedi that Everett drew for Ric's Star Wars birthday party. We played 'pin the light saber on the jedi' with blindfolds. ......I am hoping that Ric's parents will start letting him spend more time with our family (he was here for a month over Christmas break but went home last week) since now we will be able to offer them a 'Chinese immersion program'. How strange is that?<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><br /><div></div></div>Wright Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13777380907937612888noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1059858313915623663.post-66796303871047292902012-01-17T22:10:00.002-05:002012-01-17T23:24:28.182-05:00Thoughts after a week at HOMEGee, but it's great to be back home......Home is where I wanna be.....I've been on the road so long, my .........uh, okay,sorry, no one wants to hear me sing.........But all that is true. The kids are all doing great and spend most of their time having Alot of fun. Although, we never heard Rosie and Dominic speak a word of Chinese to each other, they both can speak to Simon and Jed. When we brought R and D home, alot of the responsibility to 'show them the ropes' fell on Nellie's shoulders. This week, we have been delighted at the way Rosie has stepped up as the big sister and Chinese interpreter, to help Simon and Jed.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZ7rSXOpyc5F4pjWRIcGw6MoeYS3AsP1hDnHh2hEGNIYTRon8ETcuCM4C0rmiedGWl9MUurzgSiQUgUEXb_wtcTbrM9FIdGYXycZo5Ba1mmAZNuSiWU475HopmJzjjy9sbdPJo97c2ugo/s1600/100_5005.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698805600031493698" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZ7rSXOpyc5F4pjWRIcGw6MoeYS3AsP1hDnHh2hEGNIYTRon8ETcuCM4C0rmiedGWl9MUurzgSiQUgUEXb_wtcTbrM9FIdGYXycZo5Ba1mmAZNuSiWU475HopmJzjjy9sbdPJo97c2ugo/s320/100_5005.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div>The best news of the week came while the kids were watching the new Superbook cartoon about Daniel. Rosie told me that Simon 'knows Jesus'. I wasn't totally surprised because he had seemed so happy at church, but I was totally surprised that he and Rosie talked about it. (I am beginning to think that quiet little Rosie might be more of a FORCE than I had previously realized - just like Katrina, a Type A anomaly in this otherwise laid back family). </div><br /><div>I have completed 29 plane flights since God first sent us to China in 2006. Even the Xanax only took me from 'terrified' to 'nervously keeping an eye on the stewardesses'. If bravery really isn't 'the absence of fear' but rather 'doing what you have to do even though you are afraid', then God must be working on making me brave. But like patience, that isn't really a character quality I had been seeking :/ . I would be okay with never needing to be brave again. </div><br /><div>Every time we have done an adoption, and more particularily, every time we have gone to China, we thought it was our last time. This time I am not making any predictions, although I have a lovely sense of being Finished at this moment. During the adoption process, the missing children are never far from your mind and heart. You think you can imagine what it will be like to have them there , but it is never the same as you imagine. Knowing that older children can have a hard time adjusting, there is always a nagging fear that this effort to make life better for two kids might totally ruin the lives of the ones already home. The children at home have each been praying for Simon and Jed every night for over a year. I believe those prayers prepared Nellie, Rosie, Dominic and Andy's hearts to be able to welcome them home with joy rather than jealousy. And at the moment, joy is here in abundance.</div><br /><div>Partly because of jet lag, I feel like we haven't had much individual time with any of the kids this week, so it was nice that I had the chance to make a trip to Chapel Hill (a five hour drive) for Andy's doctor apppointments, with just Andy and Jed. We stayed in a hotel and shopped and ate at a few special places, which included Jed's first trip to McDonald's, complete with Happy Meal. Simon still has that in his future. One of Andy's doctors asked Jed in Chinese if he missed China and he, very clearly, told her that he Did Not.</div><br /><div>Some time this week we will start school. Maybe tomorrow. Or maybe not.</div>Wright Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13777380907937612888noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1059858313915623663.post-76818163114267333642012-01-10T09:23:00.000-05:002012-01-10T09:24:04.340-05:00Lifeline Group<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZXJhrCqyqzSK8XsZXK6IW90OAJfQQ1pp0AoLCnfXlbvwzUve8DoEeueXvVgRol6xNeYne0w4ZLwXGr9h-KK6jjctw5KudSRuBk94S-5eNQ4X0mdKgULvCmZjQveJxduMJXOy0kVcCs6w/s1600/Lifeline+Group+Pictured+010-744341.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZXJhrCqyqzSK8XsZXK6IW90OAJfQQ1pp0AoLCnfXlbvwzUve8DoEeueXvVgRol6xNeYne0w4ZLwXGr9h-KK6jjctw5KudSRuBk94S-5eNQ4X0mdKgULvCmZjQveJxduMJXOy0kVcCs6w/s320/Lifeline+Group+Pictured+010-744341.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696009017575923202" /></a></p><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOpJUo0CHS4Z6E9IF6ZrSl_17ecW4e7-J8TmcKTOSn27AxtylO5pPD4wx3MELarPHvo0poCLYKSnlMrS2NI7tQ2KZdbsf-6gQqfHLACAw_y2bBMWuKCa_XRtl-8aLPBvE3sDzFHFFBMho/s1600/Lifeline+Group+Pictured+018-746035.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOpJUo0CHS4Z6E9IF6ZrSl_17ecW4e7-J8TmcKTOSn27AxtylO5pPD4wx3MELarPHvo0poCLYKSnlMrS2NI7tQ2KZdbsf-6gQqfHLACAw_y2bBMWuKCa_XRtl-8aLPBvE3sDzFHFFBMho/s320/Lifeline+Group+Pictured+018-746035.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696009019543938786" /></a></p><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUST98ZR1vOuwhDCItj3WmMmoyF9ILiSCOprBdC5NuhAZgH11q16tkxEsLDBtkYpj0984-kdtQqY1PYulLWmLfeLXPnKAZ1m2T0Hvbz2r97wCKUejR3kbnnB8mQ3RK2cG8r3DJ4lv9w6M/s1600/Lifeline+Group+Pictured+007-751616.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUST98ZR1vOuwhDCItj3WmMmoyF9ILiSCOprBdC5NuhAZgH11q16tkxEsLDBtkYpj0984-kdtQqY1PYulLWmLfeLXPnKAZ1m2T0Hvbz2r97wCKUejR3kbnnB8mQ3RK2cG8r3DJ4lv9w6M/s320/Lifeline+Group+Pictured+007-751616.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696009045571602066" /></a></p>Some of the lovely people we met on this trip - All of them ordinary people, just like us, who were led to this unlikely place at this appointed time. <br>Catherine <p><p>________________________________________________________________<br>Sent via the WebMail system at <a href="http://email.dnet.net">email.dnet.net</a>Wright Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13777380907937612888noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1059858313915623663.post-54082557556946473582012-01-10T04:49:00.001-05:002012-01-10T04:49:55.143-05:00The Last Day in China<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifq2K1zpHcUNRfLcivonu_U1mM-VRUdz4WDtsbcwV68-mN7piLvid1it5y7Kfy9TINaHBLjbAellbeEi_1GPLPiSJgIFW3SBVS9RJvhWb9jQfgdckMfvYBBuEmbxIiC2Mb1kERARgNdl0/s1600/Zoo+Guangzhou+023-795144.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifq2K1zpHcUNRfLcivonu_U1mM-VRUdz4WDtsbcwV68-mN7piLvid1it5y7Kfy9TINaHBLjbAellbeEi_1GPLPiSJgIFW3SBVS9RJvhWb9jQfgdckMfvYBBuEmbxIiC2Mb1kERARgNdl0/s320/Zoo+Guangzhou+023-795144.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695938368616878226" /></a></p><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9xYR33k1mvytaF7-xqaK40JfTgVEVnWaKXGtIVgoUEksOE8IOUPh_WYrzG33SG9-eMzUDyymkT6b2SlJ3SMco5A3P3sIHCZGrPZa_8rN5hPKht3VUllSLMWRYcbKK6vQOTpi2bH-CpbQ/s1600/Zoo+Guangzhou+008-797335.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9xYR33k1mvytaF7-xqaK40JfTgVEVnWaKXGtIVgoUEksOE8IOUPh_WYrzG33SG9-eMzUDyymkT6b2SlJ3SMco5A3P3sIHCZGrPZa_8rN5hPKht3VUllSLMWRYcbKK6vQOTpi2bH-CpbQ/s320/Zoo+Guangzhou+008-797335.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695938373323126338" /></a></p>It was so much fun to watch Simon and Jed's reactions to the animals at the zoo today ! They chattered and pointed and made it obvious that they had never been to one before. It was finally relatively warm so a perfect day to stroll through, but cool enough that the animals were all very active. No one here seems to be worried about providing a natural environment for the animals , so they have no place to hide from the visitors, and can be seen much more closely than in any American zoos I have visited.<p>This afternoon we are packing. We will meet tonight with our group for pictures and put our baggage out for the porters at 6AM. We have a short first flight - about 2 hours- to Shanghai and then a 15 hour flight to Atlanta. We will be traveling for 25 hours, but because of the time change, will arrive only 13 hours after we leave. That boggles my mind. I think that means we get on the plane when you are having dinner Tuesday night and arrive Wednesday night. But for us it will be like leaving Wednesday morning and arriving in Atlanta Wednesday night, but living a 25 hour day in 12 hours.<p>The boys are ready. In fact, they have been in waiting mode, passing the time watching movies, for days now. We are so thankful for the prayers, encouragement, and support from everyone during this whole process, but especially during this trip. It has been a truly wonderful time for all of us. We have made new friends and met people we only knew in cyberspace. We have had more adventure than I thought my fearful heart was capable. I really, really hope that we get to support MANY of you when you make the decision to embark on a similar adventure!<p>Catherine<p>________________________________________________________________<br>Sent via the WebMail system at <a href="http://email.dnet.net">email.dnet.net</a>Wright Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13777380907937612888noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1059858313915623663.post-56545008280104031452012-01-09T08:54:00.000-05:002012-01-09T08:55:21.093-05:00Photo Fatique<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSvtpmwTQ8BxVrqUieKb6w6E2PpLcPYUsQhqw7hT2fhdZ0ytYD5DtK5tly2BVtDK3iyJNcTio4u6R-L6Qzd-3zotxuEXTEt-lGBVUUY72Dd2khyphenhyphen5CFeHRIpRipefEmJu2RDZLgQJB_Quc/s1600/White+Swan+021-721094.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSvtpmwTQ8BxVrqUieKb6w6E2PpLcPYUsQhqw7hT2fhdZ0ytYD5DtK5tly2BVtDK3iyJNcTio4u6R-L6Qzd-3zotxuEXTEt-lGBVUUY72Dd2khyphenhyphen5CFeHRIpRipefEmJu2RDZLgQJB_Quc/s320/White+Swan+021-721094.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695630527244292210" /></a></p><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9EoQ_ZfYcKU8y9HMmvZrGdu48vNiS69SQNIRotZpMLdxD_-909NRLExHhcPC55QAPdhE7WkARJIT85Rvv18mUO2_WnBa47zbfa9je5Psa65uWPmwJQQ7ouIq_IkOnAyw8h5M9cs9dkQ4/s1600/White+Swan+014-722508.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9EoQ_ZfYcKU8y9HMmvZrGdu48vNiS69SQNIRotZpMLdxD_-909NRLExHhcPC55QAPdhE7WkARJIT85Rvv18mUO2_WnBa47zbfa9je5Psa65uWPmwJQQ7ouIq_IkOnAyw8h5M9cs9dkQ4/s320/White+Swan+014-722508.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695630535408422434" /></a></p><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBYL2YreQ0NgEaeB2n2ebSuCGu5r_yUdbTenf3Bfnx-J0cjKoB5t3mWglVraE8-63nmOhfuK19EApwMSwNpsiMUmf218odd2jZWca71CfhbVm7FjHtQGES9ggcu6JWSvSRWOoa4vtW2GY/s1600/White+Swan+010-725122.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBYL2YreQ0NgEaeB2n2ebSuCGu5r_yUdbTenf3Bfnx-J0cjKoB5t3mWglVraE8-63nmOhfuK19EApwMSwNpsiMUmf218odd2jZWca71CfhbVm7FjHtQGES9ggcu6JWSvSRWOoa4vtW2GY/s320/White+Swan+010-725122.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695630545783434178" /></a></p>We have two boys who are Really tired of posing for pictures!  We went to the White Swan (the hotel we stayed in when we adopted Andy) today to do some shopping and take the traditional 'Red Couch Adoption Photo" - you can see the results, the third photo is in our hotel, on our way out to 7/11 to pick up lunch. The timing for this, is actually pretty good, since, not only<br>are we leaving soon, but as you might notice from the black spot at the bottom of the pictures, my camera is dying.<br>   <br>We left early this morning and had what we thought was a successful morning at the consulate, but just got a call saying that one of us has to go early tomorrow morning again, as a date was left off some paper we signed. I nominated Jerry, since I am allergic to early mornings.  When he returns we will go with our group to the zoo and then come back to pack.  It will be so worth facing the mountain of laundry at home to get to see everyone again!<br>  <br>Tonight we are having a 'Room Service and Star Wars' family night to introduce the boys to SW in preparation for Ric's birthday party..<br>  <br>Another God thing - when I was buying backpacks, clothes, toys, to bring to the boys, whenever possible I bought Simons in red and Jed's in blue. When we got the boys and the guide asked them their favorite colors, Simon said red and Jed said blue. Smile.  It's always good to remember God's hand of direction when things get hard, as of course, in a fallen world, they will.   <p>Catherine________________________________________________________________<br>Sent via the WebMail system at <a href="http://email.dnet.net">email.dnet.net</a>Wright Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13777380907937612888noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1059858313915623663.post-12948422030318934782012-01-08T10:40:00.001-05:002012-01-08T10:40:33.067-05:00Happy Birthday Camila and Ric !<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6IXZaPhRTIh9G0u76oZIZzjOIJ_DP2SO_4fe9P0RLEEaEkd3br2rPZpyt8CQ2dIUDSF2qbUw0mjH6nh6h0f5aSIfAYZjL9xqsbrFe-unLXyfzaRK7OgEMNJ5vwMTCTBEUuKIpFZCRP_g/s1600/PearlRiver+018-733068.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6IXZaPhRTIh9G0u76oZIZzjOIJ_DP2SO_4fe9P0RLEEaEkd3br2rPZpyt8CQ2dIUDSF2qbUw0mjH6nh6h0f5aSIfAYZjL9xqsbrFe-unLXyfzaRK7OgEMNJ5vwMTCTBEUuKIpFZCRP_g/s320/PearlRiver+018-733068.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695286549714724610" /></a></p><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2-U-olHf3tcKz1JsJ_bgNEtrJgr6OCXuJx5lJKkJRFRyOSepIfdf4m-haVrfyZvzmuOrgADDvgEEsqeUJ0NN_jufKAydHtVI29Qzh94XyX1okewTJzr_X30Ri8ZM9jPA21xHU7Y-xbpE/s1600/PearlRiver+011-734694.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2-U-olHf3tcKz1JsJ_bgNEtrJgr6OCXuJx5lJKkJRFRyOSepIfdf4m-haVrfyZvzmuOrgADDvgEEsqeUJ0NN_jufKAydHtVI29Qzh94XyX1okewTJzr_X30Ri8ZM9jPA21xHU7Y-xbpE/s320/PearlRiver+011-734694.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695286557832872050" /></a></p>This morning our group was taken to shop at two large indoor market/malls. Each were 5 stories tall, one totally devoted to jewelry, primarily jade and pearls. Mothers adopting baby girls like to buy pearls to give on their daughters 16th birthday or their wedding day. Not my cup of tea (not that I <br>don't like jewlery, but gold and valueable gems are my preference). I still needed some clothes for the boys so we left the buildings and mingled with the hoards of people in surrounding neighborhoods, looking for a bargain (TOTALLY my cup of tea). I found the longsleeved tshirts I have been looking for and matching angry bird sweatshirts, so the boys will get a change of clothes tomorrow. I hate that most of their pictures on this trip are in boring green jackets!<p>Speaking of tomorrow - it is our day to go to the American consulate to raise our right hands and swear that we will be good parents to these boys. No pictures allowed, even of the outside of the building. At that point the official business will be done (except for a small glitch with Jed's paperwork form his province, which will be taken care of in the afternoon).<p>Tonight we ate dinner on a riverboat cruise of the Pearl River. We don't have any pictures of Simon looking at the camera because he was working on eating 12 chicken feet. EWW !<p>THanks to those who are praying - the hard greiving baby seems to be doing a bit better and her parents got a decent nights sleep so they are doing better, too! I know they would still love your prayers though, she still isn't eating much.<p>Please wish Camila and Ric Happy Birthday today!!!<p>Love, from China, Catherine ________________________________________________________________<br>Sent via the WebMail system at <a href="http://email.dnet.net">email.dnet.net</a>Wright Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13777380907937612888noreply@blogger.com0