It is hard to believe that is has been four weeks since Anastasia and Paul came home. Life is easier for them now... life is easier for all of us. We have all had a month to be a family and get to know each other. They have gotten used to our family routine, food, church, expectations, discipline, and overall lifestyle. We have gotten used to having them as our children... the other kids have accepted them as their siblings.
I have learned that Paul doesn't care for lettuce in his sandwiches and Anastasia can eat both a hot dog and a hamburger at the same meal. Anastasia has the most feminine laugh out of all my girls and Paul tends to pout by himself when one of his siblings wrong him instead of causing a scene. Paul loves to draw, and swim, and watch me cook. Anastasia loves to do her hair, sing karaoke, and play with our kitten. They both would have earphones that played "Baby baby" by Justine Bieber glued to their head if I let them.
What I have noticed most is how Anastasia and Paul have been wonderful examples in alot of ways to their siblings. At first I only thought about how my other children would be good examples to them--- how to play in the pool, how to get ready for bed, how to sit still in church, how to put away their plate after dinner, how to make an ice-cream sundae without making a huge mess. I didn't give Anastasia and Paul enough credit to teach the other kids a thing or two. And yet they have. When I took them all grocery shopping, it was Paul who reminded Jonny not to touch things on the shelf, and it was Anastasia right before church who reminded Anna to spit out her gum.
If this has happened just over the past month, imagine how things will be in two months, six months, a year.... five years.