... if anyone had ever told me we would be adopting our third child, I can honestly say, I would not have been surprised! A couple more, and I WILL have my baseball team. I just have to figure out where they're all gonna play! Shane will be the toughest, since he will not want to ever put the ball back into play... I thought we were happy before, that was nothing compared to our lives now. Some days (and nights) it is absolute madness... nothing worse than going to work on 3 or 4 hours sleep... but, when you see how happy these kids are, it makes up for everything. Lucky for me, I married the woman I did... she is certainly doing her best to keep me young! When I hear people talking about their problems, how they are going to figure out where to go on vacation, which new car they are going to buy, I actually feel sorry for them. Those things will never buy them happiness. I don't mean to say we ARE trying to buy happiness by adopting these little rascals, but, knowing you have made a difference in a kid's life kind of makes you feel good. Like maybe there's a real reason we're here, other than just trying to make it through another day. Whatever it is, I'm glad it's with Mary Anne, and these 6, I mean 7, kids. The only thing I really have to figure out is, did I help them, or did they help me...?