Saturday, January 1, 2011

Happy New Years

Lexi and co pampered us with pedicures.

Lila stayed up till midnight with us. I was shocked! She was awake from five in the afternoon till after midnight, she was just taking it all in. She was up to toast to 2011 with some Martinellis.

Happy New years! Thanks Daphne for hosting a new years party, we had a fun time playing games and eating yummy Asian Star.


Daphne A. Quist said...

Lex and I just got updated on your posts! AND of course we are thrilled with the news we heard last night! CHILLS! Sorry my husband ruined your photo from last night! Loved having you as always, and the peti's were the cherries on top! :)

Kelli said...

Cute photos! Looks like blast!

w and w said...

Kirs.. I'm now just catching up on all the blog posts. So sorry I've been checked out for some time. That Lila surely must be special, and how special are you to receive such a spirit?! How my heart is constantly with you, how my prayers are constantly for you, and how grateful I am to know and learn from you. You're strong Kristi, don't you ever doubt it. The three of you together are even stronger. You all will conquer this trial in beautiful ways. much love as always, much love.

Anya said...

Lila is a rockstar! I knew it ;)

Cassidy and AE Harris said...

This is Cassidy! I laughed out loud when I saw your picture of all of us. Lets hang out again. That was a blast.

Matilda said...

Hey Kristi! This is Jenny Simmons. I wanted to share this story that helped me SO much when Jack was diagnosed. Maybe you've heard it... but here it is anyway...

by Emily Perl Kingsley.

c1987 by Emily Perl Kingsley. All rights reserved

I am often asked to describe the experience of raising a child with a disability - to try to help people who have not shared that unique experience to understand it, to imagine how it would feel. It's like this......

When you're going to have a baby, it's like planning a fabulous vacation trip - to Italy. You buy a bunch of guide books and make your wonderful plans. The Coliseum. The Michelangelo David.
The gondolas in Venice.

You may learn some handy phrases in Italian. It's all very exciting.

After months of eager anticipation, the day finally arrives. You pack your bags and off you go. Several hours later, the plane lands. The stewardess comes in and says, "Welcome to Holland."

"Holland?!?" you say. "What do you mean Holland?? I signed up for Italy! I'm supposed to be in Italy. All my life I've dreamed of going to Italy."

But there's been a change in the flight plan. They've landed in Holland and there you must stay.

The important thing is that they haven't taken you to a horrible, disgusting, filthy place, full of pestilence, famine and disease. It's just a different place.

So you must go out and buy new guide books. And you must learn a whole new language. And you will meet a whole new group of people you would never have met.

It's just a different place. It's slower-paced than Italy, less flashy than Italy. But after you've been there for a while and you catch your breath, you look around.... and you begin to notice that Holland has windmills....and Holland has tulips. Holland even has Rembrandts.

But everyone you know is busy coming and going from Italy... and they're all bragging about what a wonderful time they had there. And for the rest of your life, you will say "Yes, that's where I was supposed to go. That's what I had planned."

And the pain of that will never, ever, ever, ever go away... because the loss of that dream is a very very significant loss.

But... if you spend your life mourning the fact that you didn't get to Italy, you may never be free to enjoy the very special, the very lovely things ... about Holland.

Lila is so beautiful. Waiting and wondering is THE hardest part. We STILL wonder about cute little Jack. Anyway... If you ever need to talk.. you know where to find me! :)