Monthly Archives: March 2009

Another "traveling package"

These items are going to be tucked into a well heeled traveler’s backpack and trekked all the way to Lalibela Ethiopia where they’ll be delivered to these 2 brothers – Getnet and Getu.
We met these brothers while traveling and I know my friend is going to enjoy their company. The boys were shining shoes when we met them – now they are focusing more energetically on their studies with the help of some monthly assistance from us.
When we first met them they were sleeping on a dirt floor on a tarp with no blanket, no running water, a tiny old kerosene one pot camp stove, and a baggie of grains. I am certain their living situation has improved since we met them – and I count on them being warm and fed well enough to concentrate on their studies. Getu wants to be a guide, and Getnet wants to be a scientist. Our family contribution is big enough to make a daily difference, and small enough to feel humbled by their needs. One kind woman (a fellow AP) who heard about these boys offered to provide funds for them to buy a bed; they report they are now sleeping on a bed with covering (I assume 2 gabi’s). I love the ripple effect of kindness. It’s good stuff.
This is the third traveling package I have sent with a traveler to Ethiopia. Richard received textbooks and a pair of shoes, AlemTsehaye (in the last photo of the link) was visited just two weeks ago with a package of rainbow socks, a camera, and lots of photos. I can’t wait for G&G to have a special visit from my friend and her traveling companions.
Check out my travelin’ friend’s story here. I hope she’ll blog about these guys while she is in Lalibela. She’s awesome – a single mom of 2! I’m a little envious of her traveling opportunity in that she is traveling 3-4 weeks in country before receiving her son and daughter.
If you’re going to Ethiopia, I might have something to send with you! (And thank you Marshall’s for the awesome clearance prices – it makes doing this possible!)


Every Monday morning we meet our “Ethiopian Family” for happiness and play time. 5 families (5 moms and 7 kids) meet weekly for jumping and wiggling, for talking and coffee and interupted conversation. Blueberry loves these mornings. Our playgroup friends are so special to us. Being part of this group helps “normalize” little Berrie’s experience – being black, being adopted, being Ethiopian, having white parents, having a history that is transcultural and transracial. I feel like this collection of families is part of my nerve center – I need them. They are one of the places I go for “getting it.”
In this picture, Blueberry is attempting to color with his sweetheart friend. This little girl is part of our playgroup, and is one of 2 sisters and their ultra cool and super fun parents. (These are the sorts of parents who see a spider and turn it into a science lesson, stock a freezer full of organic/grain fed meat, and have a huge backyard with a gloriously fruitful garden). Songbird took this picture and called it “Wonderfulness” – fitting.

In the Spirit

Math Man sent this great tshirt to Blueberry for his first birthday gift. Thanks dude!

First, showing off on the slide and then….

WALKING! He’s up to about 10 steps any time he darn well pleases. We love it – and we love him.

Aside: heard today from Waffles while we were rearranging the play room: “I am going to use the restroom, but I want you to know I won’t be resting.”
That kid totally cracks me up.

Next: S’Mores

It’s a dog’s life

This morning the dog ate a rice liner full of Blueberry bottom (literally and figuratively) and Blueberry got his revenge by eating the dog food (thank goodness he didn’t eat dog bottom, but I wouldn’t put it past him!). They both know, the joke is on me. Blueberry is now “dog mouth” and Herbie is now “poop mouth.” Nice. Anyone for a bath?

Why Colorblind…Isn’t

You might want to read this article in Science Daily about efforts to avoid talking about race and how they backfire. Interesting stuff – colorblindness is bunk in my book. I struggle when people say to me, “There’s only one race, the human race!” and proceed to tell me they “don’t see color.” Talk about awkard: “oh yes you do” “oh no I don’t” “you do” “I don’t”. Tactful discussion eludes me.

Need a Good Cry?

Go HERE and watch this video clip titled “sam and esther”.

Yeah, I watched this right after I had a nice lunch in my warm home with everything I need to maintain a lovely daily life all around me.

This is why I HAVE TO DO MORE and I HAVE TO BE BETTER and this is when I really deeply and truly understand privilege. It’s all connected. This makes me a better person. It’s a gut punch today, and I needed it.