Saturday, December 6, 2008

Adcock Christmas Dance '08

Send your own ElfYourself eCards

Sunday, November 2, 2008

It's Official

We just came from Lacey Platner's 16th birthday. She is now eligible to date and has made a fine choice in our eldest, Parker.

She was "surprised" by one of her favorite bands, Alert All Arms, a lot of friends, and the warmth of her grandparents and family.

So, I guess this makes Tracy and I officially "old". Not as bad as I thought it'd be!

Saturday, June 28, 2008


Taking the May Report from Dillon International (our adoption agency), I calculated when we might realistically expect to get notification (picture/bio).

Feels like we've been "expecting" a long time. I truly thought the waiting would be no big deal emotionally. Boy was I wrong!

When we started it was about a two-year wait. We "are" really hoping that we could travel during the Fall semester of Parker's Senior Year. Looks like a Spring 2010 arrival.

I know we have an "on-time" God. Apparently, my watch runs fast!


Friday, June 6, 2008

Gotta' Love Great Friends

One Sock at a Time: Does Camping Have to be Outside?
Does Camping Have to be Outside?
So, the kid

Thursday, March 13, 2008

A Day in the Life. . .

It's 9 o'clock on Wednesday night and we're expecting Parker to call in saying he's on his way home. Instead, his friend's mom calls to tell us that he's okay, but she just wants to prepare us for what we'll see when he walks in the door. By the way, she's bringing him because she doesn't think it's safe for him to drive.

Now, any parents reading this can just imagine the feeling that surges through your body when you hear those words. Anyone who knows Parker knows that we know that feeling all too well. He walks in holding a bloody towel over his eye telling us he's fine and pleading, "Please don't take me to the Emergency Room!" That's what he says now because he thinks scars are cool. But we know that five years from now he would ask us why we let HIM make that choice!

So, Parker and Darrell left for the hospital at 9:30 pm and this is what he looked like six hours and six stitches later when they returned home at 3:30 am.*

And can I say that my kids need to thank God every day for a Daddy who doesn't pass out or throw up at the slightest mention of blood, needles, broken bones, etc. If not for Darrell, Parker would've been in that little room with the nice doctor ALL BY HIMSELF!

While there is no ideal place to take a hit from a 12-foot long PVC pipe, and anywhere on the face is even less ideal than, say, your belly, we are VERY thankful that it wasn't just one inch to the left. The doctor told him he probably would have lost vision in that eye.

Just in case you're wondering how in the world a 12' PVC pipe comes in contact with someone's face, Parker and a friend were playing "catch" with the pipe. We sure love his fun, adventuresome personality and this is just what happens sometimes, I guess.

*These pictures were actually taken today at Rusty's house, but this is what his eye looked like when he got home.

Wednesday, February 13, 2008