Wednesday, October 24, 2012

Dear Readers {& baby too} 
For a few months now I have been working on a collection of photographs worthy of selling. All profit from the photographs will be going directly to our adoption fund to bring Finley's brother or sister home. We are adopting domestically this time, but the cost are still high, and every penny counts as Finley can tell you. ;)

Feel free to pass this link on and share it with anyone you think might want a few pretty pictures for their home~!

I hope you enjoy!

Final visit

Dear Baby,

Today we had our social worker visit, and we took a photo to remember it by. See all that room on the couch beside us? It's just waiting on you to fill it. Every time we take a photo of our little family of three lately it feels like something is missing. I'm more then certain that missing piece is you.

We love you bunches.

Hugs and kisses where ever you are.

Love, Dad, Mama and Finn

Tuesday, October 23, 2012

Table for four please

Dear Baby, 
Today we are announcing to the world that you are going to be ours. Not that we know anything about you, but just the fact that there is going to be a you. And hopefully, sooner then later. 

We've been organizing Finley's closet to make room for your little clothes and mama has been buying little vintage outfits to dress you in. This one is one of my favorites. I can't wait to see you in it.  

I love you to the moon and back. 


Monday, October 15, 2012

The brother jar

Dear Baby,

Every day, all day long, when Finn spots a coin on the ground he picks it up and comes running to me. "For my brudder" he says, holding the coin up for me to see. He's always so proud of himself and so excited to show me.

If we're home we run to the office and pull down the jar on the bookshelf. We make a grand affair out of saving our pennies for you. If we're out he puts the coin in his pocket for safe keeping.

We've been doing this every day for almost a year now.

Aunt Lyndsie and Bentlee had a jar too, so now we have two almost full baby brother jars on our little bookshelf in the office. Waiting to be cashed in.

Of course, if you're a sister we'll have a little crossing out to do, but really, we don't care if you're a brother or a sister, son or daughter. All that matters is that you're you. We'll love you all the same.

Counting pennies and dreaming of you.

Hugs and love.