June 20th we went to the annual Thai Family Picnic in North Vancouver. I LOVE this event. Last year we missed it for some reason or another, I can't remember why. But this year I took all three kids (Brent was working) and we had a great time. We met in the park, played a relay egg race, sac races, tug of war, and etc. My older boys were in a face painting phase at this point, which is why their faces are all weirdly colored. They would get up early in the morning, pull out the face paints, and go wild. I don't care. It's a case of artistic self expression, and if they want to look hilariously ridiculous, all the power to them.
We also had the picnic catered by a Thai restaurant in the area, and it was FABULOUS FOOD! All three of my kids loved the food, and I snarfed down my share and then their leftovers. So good. It is wonderful for Matthew to know he's not the only child in the world who was born in Thailand and adopted by Canadian parents, and it is very good for him to be in a racial majority for once. Not that they notice that much, but some part of him does, I'm sure of it.
I have picked out one of the little Thai girls to be his wife someday. Her name is Chanida and I LOVE her. She was adopted a few weeks after Matthew was. Her parents had a biological son 7 months after adopting her, and are in Thailand right now picking up their second Thai daughter, Daow. SO awesome. While I was at the picnic I had the fleeting thought, "I could see myself doing this again," especially when I saw a little 2 year old boy who reminded me of Matthew at that age. But no. It was a fleeting moment in time. But it was good to experience because it makes me feel more positive about the adoption process we went through. As difficult as it was, it was simply a transition (albiet a long one) and it is now behind us. I can safely say that Stu has been destroyed. I always figured I would have an AHA! moment and that would be the end of Stu [my guilt over bungling Matthew's transition into our family, nicknamed Stu for Shut The * Up, for those of you who are newer]. But as it turned out this winter and spring Stu slowly faded away as I dealt with my anxiety disorder and discovered the root cause of my powerful negative emotions. And he's gone. Praise Jesus, I'm free.
And here are some pictures of our Thai Family Picnic;