A Change of Face
“In honor of you getting a hair cut today, I’m trying a new do too. What do you think?” Jerry said as I worked at my computer. I turned around and fixed my eyes on his hair, trying hard to discern a difference. Just as I feared I was about to lose major wife points by not noticing the difference, he pointed to his chin.
My husband had a fu manchu.
After we both contained our laughter, he shaved it down to the Ron Swanson mustache that he had been desperately wanting for some time. Fortunately, we both agreed that the molestache is not his style and off it went. While it is an adjustment for me (Jerry has always had a beard since I’ve known him), I think Jack is having the harder time figuring out who this man is with his father’s voice and a very unfamiliar face.

We Couldn’t Help Ourselves
We’ve been at the Adopting for Life conference yesterday and today. In coming days, I’m looking forward to synthesizing some posts on all God is working in my heart and mind, but for now, here’s one take away. We thought we’d just adopt a bus full. They even put our name on the side.

Just kidding.
Kuddos to Jay K. for the photo.
And then there’s that…a summary of a crazy day
Today comprised a series of episodes, each that could demand their own blog entry or photo recap. In favor of being brief, here are the highlights:
7:30 a.m. - We shared a blueberry pancake breakfast with out some friends from out of town, during which we were able to talk through some exciting things about future directions.
3:30 p.m. - We’re no the road to visit our friends Nate and Haley, and I feel Jack kicking. Jerry gets to feel him with one hand on my belly, one hand holding his cell phone, and one knee very firmly guiding the steering wheel.
5:30 p.m. - Dinner at a random Chinese restaurant where we enjoyed talking to the staff.
7:45 p.m. - While Jerry is dozing in the passenger seat, we get a flat. As we get out of the car in freezing temps, we realize we’ve stopped where every cow in Indiana does their business. It stinks.
8:10 p.m. - We’re back on the road.
8:11 p.m. - Remember the scene in Tommy Boy where the hood of the car flips up and flies into the windshield while they swerve all over the road? No, I’m not making this up. We just re-enacted it. For some reason, we popped the hood when we stopped and never latched it back.
8:12 p.m. - We’re trying to make the hood fit back where it once went without much success. At least the cracks in the windshield aren’t too bad.
8:45 p.m. - After a stop at the gas station where Jerry was banging car parts back into place with a hammer, we’re back on the road with a donut tire in the back and a bungee cord holding down our contorted car hood.
9:30 p.m. - We made it, and finally got to enjoy the company of friends we love. God really is good to us.

