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Adoption Announcements Are...

Kinda sickly sweet but then, birth announcement are super sappy too, right?

I want the mixed emotions adoption announcement card. Something along the lines of the image of the cat hanging on by one claw to the tree branch and the slogan about hanging on, or something like that.

Maybe I want something religious with a patron saint and a plea to pray for us.

But maybe this isn't the time to be honest. Most importantly, maybe this isn't all about me. I realized the girls are going to look back on this and wonder what we did to mark the occasion and I instantly felt so guilty that now I'm all in and over the top. 

Luckily, because we're so close to Valentine's Day, I went to the store today and bought an obnoxious amount of heart-shaped doo dads and sometime this weekend Seth, my photographer son, will set up a backdrop that I'll bling out in hearts and then we'll take pictures and it'll be so sickly sweet I'll cringe every time I look at it. (But the girls will love it--and that's all that matters).

And then I was going up the gift wrapping aisle and saw a ginormous shiny pink wrapping paper bow that is, seriously, 12 inches across. It's the kind of bow you'd put on a gift (not the kind of ribbon bow tied in a knot with two loops). So, I want one picture of Kate with that giant gift bow on her head, sitting in my lap.

I've taken individual photos with all of my kids when they're between 3 and 5 so it's fitting to do the little three now, in this context.

After buying the bow for Kate I saw a head band with two sparkly pink hearts sticking up on springs so they wave around. I bought that headband for Jane when she takes her picture with me. I bought a heart-shaped mini balloon on a stick for James to hold in his pic with me.

Also, I went to the consignment shop and bought gorgeous white and pale pink fancy dresses for the girls and a pale lavender dress shirt for James. The dresses were only $5 each and the shirt was $3. I love that store. But everything is fancy enough to be their Easter outfits so that's that taken care of, too. We'll all be in either white, pink or blue for the family picture. Very Valentines-ish. Very sweet.

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