Sidenote: Years ago when I realized we would most likely have to adopt if we wanted children, I really wanted someone that looked like Josh and me. A child that wouldn't immediately be recognized as being "adopted". Silly, I know. By the time we were chosen by our birth mother Lauren, it didn't matter anymore. We knew Eliza would be born with ancestors from Spain, Mexico, Poland, and Native America (Navajo) and would most likely not resemble us at all. I am still surprised when I see pictures of us together because we look so different from each other. I don't picture us looking different in my mind. But when I see the pictures I think, "oh yeah...". Yes, it's obvious that she doesn't have our genes, but it doesn't matter to me. I love my little Eliza so much. And who wouldn't with a smile like hers? ;-)
Thursday, February 17, 2011
Two in one day
Since I'm logged in and officially blogging right now I may as well attach a recent family picture. We take an anniversary shot every year. Here is the 2010 shot:
Sidenote: Years ago when I realized we would most likely have to adopt if we wanted children, I really wanted someone that looked like Josh and me. A child that wouldn't immediately be recognized as being "adopted". Silly, I know. By the time we were chosen by our birth mother Lauren, it didn't matter anymore. We knew Eliza would be born with ancestors from Spain, Mexico, Poland, and Native America (Navajo) and would most likely not resemble us at all. I am still surprised when I see pictures of us together because we look so different from each other. I don't picture us looking different in my mind. But when I see the pictures I think, "oh yeah...". Yes, it's obvious that she doesn't have our genes, but it doesn't matter to me. I love my little Eliza so much. And who wouldn't with a smile like hers? ;-)
Sidenote: Years ago when I realized we would most likely have to adopt if we wanted children, I really wanted someone that looked like Josh and me. A child that wouldn't immediately be recognized as being "adopted". Silly, I know. By the time we were chosen by our birth mother Lauren, it didn't matter anymore. We knew Eliza would be born with ancestors from Spain, Mexico, Poland, and Native America (Navajo) and would most likely not resemble us at all. I am still surprised when I see pictures of us together because we look so different from each other. I don't picture us looking different in my mind. But when I see the pictures I think, "oh yeah...". Yes, it's obvious that she doesn't have our genes, but it doesn't matter to me. I love my little Eliza so much. And who wouldn't with a smile like hers? ;-)
One Reason I Don't Blog
One Reason I Don't Blog:
I'm too busy doing more important things like making this Spiced Chocolate Torte Wrapped in Chocolate Ribbons (from Bon Appetit's December 2010 issue).
*I knew it wouldn't turn out like the picture.
*I was still pleased with how it turned out.
I used my mother-in-law's birthday as the excuse to make it. She thought it was absolutely fantastic, beautiful, and delicious, which made it all worth it.
The crazy part is: now that I've made it and know a few secrets to the whole making-process (there are four {five}: cake, cream, glaze, ribbons, {assembly}) I think I'll probably make it again to see if I can do it better. ;-)
Yep. Why I don't blog (much, anyway).
My birthday and my mother-in-laws birthdays are only 4 days apart, so we celebrate them together. My sister-in-law made this coconut cream pie because she knows I love ccp. It was delish.
The inside. Not as pretty as I had hoped, but quite tasty.
How the cake is supposed to look.
I'm too busy doing more important things like making this Spiced Chocolate Torte Wrapped in Chocolate Ribbons (from Bon Appetit's December 2010 issue).
*I knew it wouldn't turn out like the picture.
*I was still pleased with how it turned out.
Hours spent in construction: approximately 7 (over 4 days)
Money spent: not sure but it's pricey (2 lbs butter, 2 lbs chocolate, etc)
Calories per piece: You don't want to know. Guess your highest guess, add half of that and the total might be in the ballpark or still may not even be close.
Money spent: not sure but it's pricey (2 lbs butter, 2 lbs chocolate, etc)
Calories per piece: You don't want to know. Guess your highest guess, add half of that and the total might be in the ballpark or still may not even be close.
I used my mother-in-law's birthday as the excuse to make it. She thought it was absolutely fantastic, beautiful, and delicious, which made it all worth it.
The crazy part is: now that I've made it and know a few secrets to the whole making-process (there are four {five}: cake, cream, glaze, ribbons, {assembly}) I think I'll probably make it again to see if I can do it better. ;-)
Yep. Why I don't blog (much, anyway).
My birthday and my mother-in-laws birthdays are only 4 days apart, so we celebrate them together. My sister-in-law made this coconut cream pie because she knows I love ccp. It was delish.
The inside. Not as pretty as I had hoped, but quite tasty.
How the cake is supposed to look.
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