Oh, friends.What a surprising few weeks we have had.We are soon to be The 9 Irons. We sound like golf clubs. We are adopting again. Only this time it is from Eastern Europe. Nigel and I have discussed the possibility of doing international adoptions before, but it was always in the "oh-that-would-be-nice-one-day" sort of way. Not... Continue Reading →
Today we are back in business. Pencils are sharpened.Paper and dividers are crisp and new.New books.New curricula.Schedule is written and ready to be followed.This morning I was ready.Ready for a great day filled with smiles.Ready to teach.Ready to learn.I was ready.Then the day began.Sweet Moses...I was W-R-O-N-G.I don't mean wrong like 2 + 2 =... Continue Reading →
Joseph is possibly one of the sweetest people put on the planet. He has been that way ever since I have known him. He is kind and compassionate. He shares without being told. He is encouraging and polite. He really is just sweet. Joseph came to live with us for the first time when he... Continue Reading →
Corban misses Ms. Sweetie...The girl he was determined to dislike. After all, she is a girl. But he still misses her. The girl who took his cookie and kicked him. The girl he read to every night. The girl with whom he planned and performed puppet shows. Every night. He misses her. He came in the living room with... Continue Reading →
This morning, while taking the kids to the zoo, I was listening to the radio. Not unusual.For several minutes the radio people were talking about celebrating National Salad Month. Apparently, in America, we have a celebratory month just for salad. At first I found it humorous. So of course, when I got home, I had to... Continue Reading →
Today I got peed on twice.Today I pulled a stuffed animal out of my toilet, and there were other things floating in there too.I am not joking. Today I fell asleep and snored myself awake.Today I thought if I could just squeeze in a 5 to 10 hour nap, I might be functional enough to carry on... Continue Reading →
I was watching a leadership promo thing at our church on Sunday. And the guy on the screen looked right at me and asked:"What story do YOU want to tell?"My immediate thought was...not mine.My story is mostly boring: White girl, raised in upper-middle class neighborhood. My life got slightly more interesting when I turned 12. That... Continue Reading →
I took a personality test a few months ago, and realized I have a horrible personality. It was great for my self-esteem.For those of you that don't know...I can be harsh and critical. I am rather loud, rather bossy, and can be accidentally abrasive. I am not overly emotional. I am a fixer, goal oriented,... Continue Reading →
Corban was a gigantic surprise. huge.enormous.surprise.Corban came into our lives in a completely unnatural-to-us manner...by birth. I was a horrible pregnant person. I was never one of the sweet round-bellied ladies that I have seen so often. I have heard multitudes of women (bless them) say pregnancy is beautiful. But no one could convince me of the loveliness in... Continue Reading →
TC does not like me to tell his story.And since it is his story, not mine...I won't.But I do have permission to show pictures.And tell you a little from my perspective.So...let's do this.This is TC...As you can see, he takes after his dad.If there is a camera around, he is not going to just "say... Continue Reading →
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