Sunday, February 20, 2011

What 18 mos is like...






We've all been together over nine months now, and we find that it is so hard to remember what Andrew was like back in the earlier months. Time just goes so fast and babies change so fast. I've been brainstorming some of his distinctive 18 month-old charms...
1. He still enjoys his game of "pickleberry," but for the past couple of months it no longer starts with one of us saying, "I call you pickleberry!" Instead, it starts with Drew letting out his patented high-pitched scream and then running. He has made some other variations, too. Sometimes, you may be instructed to hold a giant stuffed frog or dog while chasing him. In a version I call "lazy pickleberry," he wants to be put in his crib so that one of us can run down the hallway. Then, we are to turn around and look for him, but he has run to the other end of the crib, out of sight, to laugh and laugh. It's really amazing that he has orchestrated all of this with such a limited vocabulary!
2. Climbing steps. Oh, boy. It doesn't matter if we're at home or at the Great Wolf Lodge. Step climbing is where it's at! All day. Every day. Our neighbors have two steps on their porch and we have a measly one. Most days Drew runs over to their porch to enjoy walking this extra step. Then he sits there for quite a while.
3. Outdoor enthusiast: slides, swings, neighbor cats, stroller, wagon...it's all quite beloved right now! We have had some nice weather lately, and we easily spend two hours outside playing, going to the park, finding acorns, and generally trespassing all over Meadowthorpe.
4. His plastic teeter totter. Oh, my! This is such a hit. He can ride it in the middle, on the side, or, if he has his buddy Jackson over, he can ride on one end. The teeter totter at the park is also quite awesome.
5. Stealing/hoarding balls. Every time I see a child with a ball, I cringe because Mr. Drew is already eyeballing it and planning his strategy. The other day it was a giant sized ball a little girl had at the park. Yesterday it was Jackson's basketball. (Jackson is the kindest little boy in the world, and his sweet mama told Drew to keep it for a few days. He has not let go of it since!) Today, we were at a kid's gym for his girlfriend Catherine's birthday party, and it was ball hoarding at its finest. He is intense on this topic. At the party, he tried to shoot baskets while holding three balls!
6. Talking. I'm pretty sure we're on the verge of a word explosion, so I want to capture where we are right now word-wise: mama/umma, dada/hay-da, uh-oh, up, weeeeeh, two, three (two and three are used for counting steps of course!), choo-choo, tickle, ah-choo, kitty,and kaku (Korean peek-a-boo). He has said other words, but not regularly. Today was the first day he put two words together. We got home from church, got out of the car, and neighbor cat was in the yard. Drew waved and greeted him with, "Hi, Kit-tay!"
7. Kissing. Drew has his own way of doing most things, and kissing is one such example. He is not a kisser in general, more of a hugger/snuggler. However, he will kiss me like crazy through the sheer drapes in the living room. It's the funniest thing. He will also kiss through the banister railings. He started this with his grandma, and it continues. If David reads him the book "Daddy Kisses" he will go on an all-out kissing spree. It's a riot. Drew is also quite fond of blowing kisses--two handed, no less! Nothing sweeter in the world.
8. Ee-i-ee-i-OH! If you sing "Ee-i-ee-i," Drew will pop in right on key with, "OH!" Too cute.
9. Dancing. Drew is really getting famous in all his circles for his dancing prowess. We may not even notice any music playing wherever we are, but then we will notice this little guy is dancing with perfect rhythm. It's really quite amazing. He used to just basically bend his knees, but now we have arm movements, feet movements, and oftentimes he dances in a circle, sometimes while keeping one foot planted and marching around with the other. It doesn't have to be a catchy song or a long one. The alphabet song, for instance, launches him right into his routine. If you bang a couple blocks together in any sort of rhythm, Drew will also accept that as a form of music and dance away. As you can see in the video, dances can sometimes involve stuffed animal partners.
10. Papaw. Idolatry is a sin, and Drew is treading on thin ice here. He is so enamoured with David's dad that it's just a riot to behold. All Dave has to do is look at him and Drew grins and grins. You can see an example in the previous post.
11. Sympathy grunts. Drew is a big fan of play-doh, and luckily he cannot open the little cans himself quite yet. He often brings me a can to open, and I always have a little trouble getting the lid off. Seeing me struggle, Drew ALWAYS makes a few "sympathy grunts," presumably to help me with the task. They are very forceful grunts and it's all I can do to keep from laughing. I fear that if I laugh, he will no longer sympathize with me and will stop his big grunts!

Sunday, February 6, 2011

One Year after THE CALL










This past Friday (Feb. 4) marked one year (3:09 pm to be exact) that we got the call of our lives telling us that we had a boy and he was born 7/30/09. All we got from the phone call was his birth date, his name, the fact that he was born early, weighed 4 pounds at birth, and that he was healthy and doing well. We didn't see pictures until the next day. Those couple of days are so clear in my mind that it doesn't seem possible that it could be a year already. I remember when I answered my phone in my office and heard the adoption lady's voice, I thought, "Oh, geez. I must have messed up some paperwork," because we weren't expecting to hear anything that early. Then she just said, "I have your referral." It was like an electric shock went through my body! I wrote down everything she said as fast as I could. David was at home, so he actually was not the first person to know! I just sort of stumbled out of my office and there was Lois, whose office is next to mine. "We have a boy!" I said, and she, being an adoptive mom herself knew exactly what I was saying and we just hugged and hugged. Then I called David and through all my tears somehow managed to tell him the biggest news of his life. Then I called my mom, and within a couple of minutes, my sister called me because my mom had hurried up and called her to tell her. News was traveling fast! I remember crying the whole drive home...all that joy and excitement just kept coming out in tears somehow. I remember collapsing on David when I walked in the door. David had to teach that night, so we couldn't get out to the adoption agency in Danville until the next day to get the papers and the pictures. It was torture to wait. When we finally got there the next morning, I remember we saw that now famous smiling picture first. For over two months we pored over all the pictures, admiring this baby who would be ours. And we would read and re-read all the paperwork that told us about little Hyun's life with his foster family. I remember loving the phrase "likes to be hugged, touched, and kissed." And also, "likes to get funny with foster mother." These are still true today...he is a lovey man and he loves to "get funny" for sure!

Friday, January 21, 2011

First Christmas Together








Wow! It's the end of January and I'm just now getting around to posting about Christmas! It has been a fun and busy time!
In the picture where we look frozen, we are at the Cincinnati Zoo. We went a few days before Christmas and highly recommend it. The Christmas lights show is awesome, and it is all very festive.
As you can see, Juju was the cutest Christmas baby in the world. We stayed home for Christmas Day for the first time in 13 years and traveled to see the fam the next day. On Christmas Eve, our friends the Baunachs invited us for dinner, which was lovely, but the best part was the surprise they sprang on us: they are pregnant with twins!! How exciting is that?
On Christmas morning, Drew wasn't quite sure what was up, but he knew something special was going on...he was like, "Hey, I'm dressed up like an elf, I'm getting new toys, and we're eating some good stuff around here! Hmmmm..." Speaking of food, we ended up making bi bim bop (Korean beef, vegetable, and rice dish) for Christmas dinner. Not traditional Christmas fare, but yummy!
We had looked forward to our first Christmas with our baby for so long, and it was just as sweet as we had imagined.
Hope you enjoy the pictures.

Monday, December 20, 2010

Santa's Little Helper





Andrew has been busy getting ready for Christmas, pretending to be an elf in Santa's workshop, helping Daddy with the tree, looking through the sale paper for Christmas sales, and learning how to stuff stockings. Busy boy!

It's Official!






On December 3, Andrew Hyun officially became a Gibson! It was kind of strange because he has of course felt like ours forever. The fact that we had to go to court to finalize seemed like a formality; however, it was really a moving experience. Drew had his own lawyer who had visited our home and interviewed us, and he spoke on Drew's behalf in court, saying that it was in his best interest to be adopted by the Gibsons. Then the judge said a few kind words about our little family, and announced, "Congratulations! It's a boy!" Then it was done--he was ours and we were his officially and forever.

Sunday, November 28, 2010

Thanksgiving Dinner Dancer

Drew was showing off his dancing moves. He worked off his Thanksgiving dinner with style.

Thursday, November 18, 2010

Fall Scenes






Attached are some memorable fall moments; it's been a season of firsts for the three of us. As we near Thanksgiving, I think about how grateful I am for this dear son. I was looking at his little round sleeping face tonight and thinking how I love every little bit of him--his soft cheeks, long eyelashes, chubby hands, sweet voice, big smile. What a boy. So much to be grateful for. Every day he learns something new. For example, one of the pictures shows him leaning back with his hands behind his head, which he is doing in imitation of David. Too funny! In another, he is running down the hall playing his absolute favorite game. We call it Pickleberry and it is involves chasing each other around the house screaming in a high pitched voice. Notice the kitty he is holding. Karen sent it to him for Halloween and it is his very best buddy. He had not attached to any sort of stuffed animal before, but is totally hooked on kitty cat. He even says kitty cat, in a cute way of course--it comes out kit-TAY. Is he not the cutest cow the world has ever seen? Thanks to Lori Henderson for that fabulous costume!