Easter Pictures

I rounded up my children to take some pictures in their Easter outfits yesterday. It was quite the challenge with all four of them! Of course we had to squeeze it in between the piano tuner coming and lunch! Fun, hectic times!

Louie must think these flowers are funny!

This is the happiest baby I have ever met, but I have yet to take a decent picture of her. I had to distract her with a flower just to get her to sit still.

My Kit Kat: Growing up TOO fast!

Sunshine

Louie has one of those way to cheesy smiles.

Seriously, this is the best we could do. This was the first shot and it was all down hill from here.

Endless Chatter

"Louie" our 2 year old foster son talks, ALOT! Around here, we are just not use to endless chatter. Our birth children have always been pretty quite. I suppose we are just a quiet family.

Once my mother in law asked me if I allowed them to speak in the car. She had just taken them somewhere and the silence was so shocking that she could hardly believe it. Yes, my children are allowed speak in the car. They just prefer to look out the window and think quiet thoughts. There is nothing wrong with that!

Louie is not quiet. He talks and he talks and he talks. I have to ask him to be quiet pretty often. He has a precious little voice, but really....I need quiet to think. I am mothering four children, I need to think!

We were in the car today running the girls to piano lessons, when I had a thought about all of Louie's talk.

This thing about my sweet little boy that drives me bonkers is the the thing that his mom probably misses the most.

I guess I can listen to the endless chatter. Although I still need a few quiet minutes to think, I am going to think about chatter in a new way from now on.

I Cry Every Single Time...

Tonight my family and I were sitting around watching a concert on CET. My parents introduced my girls to Celtic Women a few weeks ago, and they really enjoy their music. We watched them sing several beautiful songs, then they sang You'll Be in My Heart by Phil Collins.



Guess who is now watching with huge tears streaming down their face? That would be me. I cry every single time I hear that song.



The girls and I watched the Disney movie Tarzan a few years ago. BAD IDEA. I was nearly hysterical by the time the music was over. My children thought I had lost my mind.



There is something about the lyrics of this song that grab my heart strings when I hear it and PULL until I am crying buckets.



I remember hearing this song for the very fist time. It was August of 2000 and I was pregnant with my oldest daughter. I remember crying hysterically then too. I was driving at the time, so I made myself PULL IT TOGETHER and for safety's sake I did. But, something happened that day that changed me, and marked that song for me in a way that brings me to tears every single time I hear it.



It is all about being a mother. It starts by the humbling idea that God has allowed me to carry part of His Creation. I have been blessed to give birth to two amazing daughters, I have had two babies whisked away directly to heaven to wait for me there. This life giving experience has changed my life forever.

'Cause You'll be in my heart

You'll be in my heart

From this day on, now and forever more

Truer word have not been spoken of a mother's heart.

YouTube - Phil Collins - You'll be in my heart

I must add, I heard this song twice today. The first time I did not cry. This may be the one and only time EVER! I was sitting in the salon having my hair cut. I thought it would be a very bad idea to sob hysterically when someone was using a VERY sharp pointy object so close to my head.

Is this not the sweetest picture of a boy and his doggie?

Can You Believe It?

First off, I adore my little foster care children. They are very sweet children that God has blessed me with (for a time). You know that you are doing the Lord's work when you are totally at the end of yourself, and there is somehow peace there.

But seriously, how many phone calls are TOO many in one day? I think 8 is about 6 too many.

1. Mom calls: What time is the visit?
2. Mom calls again: Can we change the time?
3. Worker G calls hubby: To talk about the visit
4. Worker G calls again

Child is dropped off for visit.

5. Mom calls: You didn't bring me any diapers. I don't have a car. You get paid to buy the diapers. You should bring me diapers.
6. Call Worker: What? I am I really suppose to supply her diapers? NO, but we do anyway.
7. Mom Calls: I don't have any clothes, I sent them all to you.
8. Call Worker: What? I asked her if she was keeping clothes. TWICE!!!! But I take her the clothes anyway.

Our dear worker is going into the office on Monday, even though he scheduled a vacation day. He wants to get the details of this case sorted out. I hope, for his sake he can do it in less than 8 phone calls.

Another Wild Day

It has been another wild day around here. This is our second day of being snow bound, but that is not the half of it! Our two darling foster care placements: 8 month old girl K, and 2 year old boy L are keeping me hopping!

Here are the highlights:

2:00 AM-The dog needs to go out. I trudge through the 8 or so inches of snow to the back yard so she can take care of business.

11:30 AM-My sweet darling children make lunch, maybe they are afraid there won't be any if they don't!

11:45 AM-Baby K's mom calls and changes the time of today's visit.

12:30 PM-L Boy messes his pants AGAIN.....oh the clean up :(

1:30 PM-Dear Hubby comes home to pick up baby for visit, didn't get the text about the time change. He then heads back to work.

1:45 PM -Social Worker G calls about visit details.

2:12 PM Social Worker G calls again about visit details.

2:13 PM Baby K's Mom calls to confirm time of today's visit.

2:55 PM Hubby takes Baby K to neutral location for pickup.

3:12 PM Hubby calls to ask if K's mom knows the time.

3:20 PM Hubby returns home after mom is a no show.

3:21 PM Mom calls to ask when the visit is going to be today.


Are you exhausted? I sure am! Not to mention the home schooling, the meal preparation, and everything else that goes with it......

I am so blessed to be able to take care of these little darlings. I am so blessed to have my own darlings (who aren't so little anymore).

GOD IS SO GOOD!