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there’s a football game going on. The only reason that interests me is because usually it serves as a good excuse to eat copious amounts of crap food I don’t usually eat. Well…I’ve had the flu since yesterday (very mild case, my body’s gotten pretty good at fighting stuff off) so that wasn’t nearly as appealing to me as it has been in year’s past.

As a quick aside, yesterday as I was laying on the couch begging for death, this surrounded me. Darn I love this man.

Annnnnnyyyyyway, let me answer a few questions that came up from my last post.

1) Tomas’s hair cut. yeah, he was “forgetting” to comb his hair every day. So I finally said, “Tomas, I love your hair, you love your hair. But if you don’t start combing it, we are going to have to cut it.” He told me to cut it. So that’s what I Zach did. He loves it.

2) Their names. In Ethiopia, babies are given a first name and then their middle name (it’s a bit different than our version of “middle name”) is actually their dad’s first name. Their last name (again a bit different) is actually their paternal grandfather’s first name. We chose to keep all 3 given Ethiopian names for Tomas, Tariku and Binyam so that when they go to Ethiopia they will be able to find any and all remaining family members relatively easily.

So Tomas is basically Thomas of the Bible. Binyam is Benjamin of the Bible. Tariku means “his history” in Amharic. Very cool names.

We gave Tariku the name “Xavier” (so his full name is Tariku Asamo Abiyu Xavier Klipsch) mostly because we liked it but also because it goes back many generations in Zach’s side of the family.

We had read in various places that adopted kiddos liked having their adopted parents name them as well. It kind of gives ownership (which is a horrible word for what I’m trying to say), particularly when the family has biological babes mixed in as well.

We gave Tomas the name “John” because that is my dad’s name and I happen to love him a whole lot. 🙂 It’s also my brother’s middle name and, if you’ve been here for awhile, you know I happen to love him a whole lot as well.

Binyam we gave “Malachi” because it’s a name I’ve loved since I can remember hearing it. After hearing it was actually a chapter in the Bible (who knew?) I read and reread it. It’s perfect for our little Bini boy.

Yes we know their names are long and perhaps a wee bit complicated. But it tells their story, their complete story, we couldn’t possibly have changed that. And you should hear them recite their names. The look of pride on their faces is unmistakeable. No doubts in my mind, we did the right thing in this case anyway.

So there you have it, hair and names. Both are kind of a big deal around here. 🙂

Let me introduce you to

Tomas Birhanu Anshebo John Klipsch

and

Binyam Birhanu Anshebo Malachi Klipsch

Yesterday we had our final court appearance for the boys. Here in the States we call it the “re-adoption”.   Though they’ve been legally ours since May 18, 2010 (when they went to court in Ethiopia) this little court case signified the beginning of their American citizenship and, sadly, the end of their Ethiopian citizenship.

On Tuesday I told the family what would be happening on Friday.

Me: “So Tomas, on Friday Daddy and I are going to ask the court that they let us be yours and Binyam’s mom and dad forever and ever. We are so excited that it will be officially official. But you’re old enough. We want you to want us too. So, just think about it, let me know. Let me know if you would like me and daddy as your parents forever and ever.”

Tomas: “Oh please, please, yes! Also, does this mean that I get Trysten, Tariku and Dailah forever and ever too?”

Me: “Yes, that would mean that all of us, no matter what happens, will be a family for the rest of forever.”

Tomas: “Ok, yes, I want that more than anything. Please, please, let’s go there now!”

So that’s what we did. And boy was Tomas excited. All week he told everyone what was going to happen on Friday. It made what can sometimes be a perfunctory part of the process seem really special.

This was them before heading in to court.

The coolest part about the deal was that the judge was an adoptive parent. So there wasn’t an underlining  tone of, “Well good job for what your doing, etc”. Her first comment to us was, “I’m an adoptive mom. I know how amazing it is to build a family through adoption. How beautiful it is.” After that, she was aight with me.

At one point she said something like, so let me introduce you to: (and listed the above names).

Got a little choked up. Because their names symbolize that union of all things Ethiopian and American. Their full Ethiopian names and their American names (our last name, obviously, and then the middle name we gave them).

And just like that, we were family.

The best judge ever let the kids pound the gavel to proclaim it so.

Tomas: “We are family!”

Then the rest of them pounded and said, “They are our brothers!”

With our lawyer (who is also the most amazing lawyer) and judge.

Afterwards we went with the rest of our support system to Village Inn.

To celebrate the rest of the day Zach, my dad and my brother took the big 3 snowboarding. The ladies took the 2 littles shopping. 🙂 We also picked up my nephew Eli to hang with us since Leslie and Oliver have been sick for a long week.

It was an awesome, amazing day. This family of mine, it is a blessed, blessed thing.

Snowpocalypse Continued

School off today. School off tomorrow.

I’m not great at being forced inside for days at a time.

In fact, right now I’m just thankful for birth control. When the kids get bored they ask every second to play the Wii. When the parents get bored? Well, they allow for the Wii play and go play on their own.

Just sayin’.

I am also thankful I have kids who love playing outside regardless of the cold temps and waist-deep snow.

Some incredible drifts. (And our stuck Honda Pilot)

When push comes to shove, this one always entertains us.

Happy blizzard to you!

Snowpocalypse

Reportedly we are to be getting somewhere around 13 inches of snow in the next 24 hours. Blizzard-like conditions, white outs, etc.

The big boys got out 2 hours early.

We are at home and snuggled in.

So we’re declaring it a snowpocalypse. We invited Papa Smurf and Prancer (who live on-site) over for a little snowed in night-o-fun.

This will probably include most/all of the following:
-alcohol
-Wii “Just Dance”
-Risk
-pizza

If you’re experiencing any or all of these things, cheers to you!