Still goofing around—like he’s always done–
even on the other side of the world–in Siberia…and once in a while Finland.
It’s so good to see that he’s well and happy.
At least most of the time!
Hahahaha!
468 days left
That Boy…
A Few Changes…
for the bald kid.
My cute, faraway boy has a new companion. His name is Elder Johnson and he is—get this–bigger than the bald kid! This is highly unusual news.
This boy of mine is used to being the absolute giant–since he was a kid. In fact, years ago, he was handed the keys to a mini van at a youth activity and told to “take that group of boys home.”
His reply?
“Dude, I’m twelve. I brought my skateboard.”
It will be nice for him to look someone straight in the eye–at last.
Another change–he has left his beloved town of Tomck and moved to a different–much bigger city that he calls, “Krasno.” No idea how to spell what it’s really called. He says they get lost quite a lot and have to ask for directions.
Now, he lives in one of these random little “doms” in this very big complex…thirteen hours away–from his last town.
But the biggest change of all is that the temperature is dropping and it’s been snowing for about a week now. He looks kind of cold–poor guy. And wait, are those dark circles under his eyes?
He promises me that he’ll be going out this week to buy some nice, warm boots and a big, cozy fur hat. Hurry boy–hurry!
Your silly mama needs to know that you are safe, and healthy, and happy and warm.
Then all will be well in my heart.
Oooh, I miss you my boy.
Christmas In October
In order to have ANY chance of my Russia boy getting a Christmas box from home–we need to send it out NOW. Probably should have done it sooner, to be honest because whatever slow boat or mule train they use over there for mail…well, it’s just not as reliable as we’d like.
Besides sending some Santa window clings, we also included snowflake ornaments, US stamps, and Christmas music CDs.
Sincerely though, his favorite part will be allllll the protein. I’m sending beef sticks, sausage crumbles, tuna and a half side of beef made into jerky.
Ok, maybe not a whole half side of beef, but it feels like it.
Especially when they weigh it at the post office.
dun…dun…dun.
$79.60 for postage.
I suppose dog sleds and mule trains are a bit pricey this time of year.
Anything for you my boy.Â
499 days left
{ Smiles }
“What sunshine is to flowers, smiles are to humanity. They are but trifles, to be sure but, scattered along life’s pathway, the good they do is inconceivable.”
~ Joseph Addison
516 days till we see this boy again.
Polar Ice Cap
One year ago–our little “Bald Kid” was still here…with a very cold Popsicle stuck to his tongue. It took about 10 minutes to melt this thing off and he was left with a little numb spot for a few days. Pretty funny though.
Now, of course, he’s approaching the “cold season” in Siberia–where he’s anticipating some rather freezing weather ahead. He may end up with a few more numb spots–maybe toes– before he’s finished.
Happy Autumn, my boy.
Stay…um…warm.
                                                                                   517 days till we see him again