Saturday, August 16, 2014

Whats for you...

Its been a while since I've done a "Catch up" post. 

                                                    So here goes. 

In October of last year we took in two little people. 
A 7yr old and his little sister who was 2.  
What followed was 9 months of public school,
Mysterious bruises, grandparents and their lawyers.
Last month they transitioned home to a grandparent,
We were then a family of 8 for a few weeks. 
In the lull between cases we decided to adopt "the twins".
The social worker and GAL asked the judge if he wanted
them to start the "going to school" process.  
Get this!!!! 
The judge said, "I don't think so. I'm in favor of them 
That is a huge answer to prayer. After this last year I DID NOT
want to deal with the public school system again! 
Ten days ago we got the call to take in a little guy.
He's 21 months old. VERY expressive. But no habla englas! 
;-). So we installed translating apps on our phone again.  
He was severely malnourished and the neglect is obvious
In his muscle tone, but I know he'll bounce backfriende good! 
the mom needs an interpreter so visitation was hard to schedule.
But the day before our first visit we took "little man" to the Dr.
We got a yucky diagnosis, and so visits are suspended until 
Everyone gets a clean bill of health. 

Ok. So that's us. :-) 

We are still doing our fundraising.  And David has been fixing up
The RV.  Re doing the ceiling vents and patching the leaks. :-) 
She should be road worthy. ;-) 

So here's where a little reality sets in. 
I was talking to my friend she's near Edinburgh.  She said, 
"Whats for you, wont go by you.". 
I love that!!! 

Made me start thinking. 
All the planning in the world won't guarantee 
Anything !
I can kill myself trying to make 
My other endeavors pay off.
But in the end this is all there is.

I am choosing to commit it to the Lord. 
Knowing myslef as I do I will probably have to re-commit
It to Him every day. Every hour. 
And minute by minute. 

Thursday, July 31, 2014

A WARNING about Jamberry's

If you give a girl a sample,

She's going to want to try the 7 day challenge.

If she tries the 7 day challenge, 
She'll remember how bad nail polish smells, 

When she remembers how bad nail polish smells. 
She'll have to wait until her husband goes to work. 

When her husband goes to work she'll lock the door,
Open the windows and turn on the fan. 

After she paints her nails and adds her accent nail,
The baby will start to cry.

After she gets the baby settled she'll look down,
And where used to be pretty polished nails, she sees

After she cries and fusses with them a bit she goes online, 
While she's online she finds some ridiculous 
Lengths that people go to in order to protect their wet nails!  

Then she'll join Jamberry and get her own pack of samples 
So she can encourage someone else
To try the 7 day challenge. 

Wednesday, July 16, 2014

Mountain Stream

Mountain Stream 
Matted and fits an 11x14 frame. 

Isn't that just wonderful?!? 
I'm in love with this painting,  and here's the fun part..... 

You can own this beautiful piece!!! 

Last week when I blogged about our fundraising efforts, the artist contacted me!  
She said, "I'd like to donate a piece for you to auction,  if you'd be interested." 
I am so humbled at her generous offer! 
She is shipping it here until our auction is over so we will be able to enjoy for a few days.  I may put in my own bid to keep it!!  ;-)
Thank you again Paula it is just stunning!  

We will be auctioning this beautiful piece and the proceeds will be going towards our trip. 

It is valued at $150 

About the artist:
Paula Walden is a professional artist with an undergraduate degree in art. 
Born and raised in Colorado she currently lives and works in Minneapolis. 

You want another look at it?  I do. 

The auction will run tonight through next sat the 26th. 
Please post your bid in the comments or e mail me and I will add it. 

Thank you Paula,  I can't wait to see it in person,  your generosity has overwhelmed us!  

Saturday, July 12, 2014


If you had a wedding and a funeral that you had to get your family of 10 to,  what would you do??
We're doing all the obvious things, but it's time for some NOT SO OBVIOUS. ;-)

With just over 2 months before the wedding,  we need to kick it into high gear.

If you've always seen hand made wash cloths and thought they would really be asking $____, now's your chance.

I have made 20 washcloths in a variety of colors.
A donation of any amount will WIN you a wash cloth of your very own. ;-)
It's like having a %100 chance of winning the cotton lottery!!

The other thing we're doing is Jamberry. 

Abi and I are actually having a lot of fun with this.  There are something like 300 patterns.  And last for weeks!  
Here's the best thing,  most of the business is done online!!  So I can still be mom and teacher and valet and laundry mat. ;-) 
Let me know if you would love to try them or host an online party. 

Wish us luck!!!  I really wanna be there when these two get married!!!  

Tuesday, June 24, 2014

An Open Letter

Dear Special Needs Momma,

 I saw you walk in with your little guy, using his crutches like a pro, and the baby in the stroller with the oxygen had a beautiful smile!!
That waiting room although they catered to special kids, they DID not cater to families.
 My 5yr old was enamored with your baby and kept wanting to sit closer and closer to you. An hour and a half in the waiting room was making everyone a little anxious. Your boy started rocking and verbalizing his discontent, mine were running out the "appropriate behavior" clock.
 I know what's its like to be stared at, the pointing and the whispers. I, too have silently willed the checker at the grocery store to scan those items a little faster, and considered making a break for it leaving the groceries and cart behind in a cloud of dust as my children go from "cute" to "there's something obviously going on there".
When my 5yr old, who has FAS, 30 second memory, social development delays said something childish about your child, I understand that your first reaction was to lash out at my "rude/undisciplined" child.
 But I wish that you hadn't.
 I wish that you had responded with, "Come meet my son ___, let's be friends!"

 Dear Curious Fellow Wal-mart Shopper,

 I'm sorry my 4yr old hoots like an angry owl.
I'm sorry that my 5yr old mistakes your eye contact with an invitation to be held.
I understand that seeing my multicolored family kicks your imagination into overdrive.
 (I blame too many "reality" TV shows)
I would like to invite you to talk to me about it! I'm passionate about foster care. I believe in adoption! I love having a big colorful family!!

 Here's a list of things NOT TO SAY:

°Where'd you get them? (I will respond with, "Aisle 10!  I had a coupon!!"
°Can't you control your kids? (This remark has been met with, "I'm busy controlling my temper right now.")
°Wow, you have a lot of kids! (To this I look shocked and say, oh no! They're not mine!) ;-) The lady at the DMV didn't think that was funny.
 °Soooo, your husband is black? (I hear this all the time, believe it or not. I just matter of factly tell them. "No, he's white. Boy, were we shocked!")
 °You must have a big house! (I actually enjoy this one, the answer is simple. Small house, big heart.)

 If you have said, or heard any other funny questions or comebacks, I'd LOVE to hear them!! Be kind for everyone you meet is fighting a hard battle.

Thursday, March 27, 2014

I can't drive and chew gum at the same time

When my hubby leaves the house for work, and the sun is just starting to come up, and the house is still and quiet, the inner struggle begins. "Stay in bed, go back to sleep, let the therapists help themselves." OR "Get up, start the tea pot, have a little quiet time and savor the peaceful moments." Wednesday morning I chose the latter. 
I got up, reached for my Bible and had a little "come to Jesus" moment.  It went something like this, "Lord, take this trouble from me!!! But if you don't, give me stamina, give me patience, be near me, and help me to not lose my freaking mind!!!!!"  It was a reverant moment. ;-) 
But I've decided that Jesus appreciates an honest heart, as much as I do! :-) 
Then I thought, "I have another hour before the meeting, I'll go sit on my bed, put on my headphones and started up a movie I've been trying to finish on my I pad. 
Not five minutes later I hear the doorbell being rung....persistently. Hahaha 
I sprang from the bed, and went to the door slipping into my robe and there was the social worker and the CASA.  "Hi! I hope it's ok, we're a little early , we wanted to see the kids before the meeting."  
If you are going to anyone's house, except mine, you would call, text, SOMETHING and ask if you could come early. Right???  I mean, it's not just me, right??? 
Any who, woke up the ones they wanted to see, got them dressed, changed little's diaper and fed them while they talked. 
When it was time for the meeting our home supervisor came. Actually 2 minutes after the meeting was scheduled for. (She's my kind of gal!) 
The meeting, did not go as planned. 
The judge denied our request for a referral.  
We haven't talked about this much, but this last placement has been bad, and we are asking the judge to find another placement. Hopefully one that will adopt them, as their bio situation has deteriorated. Things here at home, well, lets just say there have lots of opportunity for character development, and "come to Jesus" moments. 
The judge is denying our referral request because. The "dad" who is actually not related to either of the  children, has a sister. This "Aunt" who isn't related to either of them,  wants "little".  That leaves them with a bit of a problem. 
We will adopt "little", but not "big", and this "Aunt" will only consider taking "big" if "little" is part of the deal.  It is crazy to me that this "Aunt" who isn't even related is who is holding up the process!!!  
They are going to subpoena me to come and speak to the judge, (about what I'm not completely sure)  but court isn't until the 8th ...... OF MAYYYYY!!!!  Can you believe that?!? Another 6 weeks before we can even talk to the judge! Ugh
If you think about us, pray for our little family. 
Pray for wisdom, and strength, pray that we are making good memories. We want to show Jesus' love, not just His tolerance. ;-) 
About the title here, I was driving to my happy place, (aka Hobby Lobby) chomping on my gum, and out of nowhere, I bit my tongue!!!  I don't mean, nipped it, or almost, I mean, I bit it so hard I had to pull over and cry for a minute.   That not the saddest part of my story.   I have been completely obsessed with Wasabi and Soy Almonds!!! And with this "owie" I can't eat them!!!! 
Cue the violin music, and the mournful wailing! 

Made some fun new things this week. 
They are one foot square, and lined with minky.
I think they are so fun! 
One of our therapists said, there would only be one addition if she was ordering one.
A paci ring.
Boy was she right! 
Now you have a little Lovey, with satin tags, and a Paci loop. 
I've made them in three fun colors, but they could be made to match any color scheme! 
Thanks for stopping by! 
I hope y'all are having more fun days  and fewer character building moments. 

Monday, February 24, 2014

Public School Momma

I am a homeschool momma, usually. I'm not only a homeschool momma. I'm what you call a second generation homeschool-er. This last 6 months has been all new territory for me. When we received the placement of a 7yr old and his 2yr old sister I thought, "Maybe having to have a little more structure in our morning routine wouldn't be a bad thing. And besides, he'll be in school most of the time, so it won't change our lives all that much." ;-) Let me stop here and remind you, I'm a homschool momma and even these "rationalizations" are new to me. ·Public School is not free. This may not be news to you, but I was under the impression that our taxes paid for it. If you want your child to be involved in Art, Tech, Drama, Music, you have to pay extra per semester! ·School clothes are expensive! Again, your thinking, "Duhhh!" But i thought we'd have clothes that would work for this "little guy". He and Benji are exactly the same size! How was i supposed to know that jeans with pockets on the side of the leg aren't popular, or that a 7yr old would care about what's popular?!? Our new guy had to have "skinny jeans". (Which amounted to Wrangler slims.) Then there's shoes, he wanted skateboard shoes, but he needed gym appropriate shoes, and snow boots! Thankfully his grandma provided another pair of each. Being new to this arena, i got up early, made him breakfast, set out his clothes, went to wake him up, and we walked to the bus stop together. After a few mornings of this, his teacher called me, "Did you know that we offer hot breakfast here at the school?" I did know, but I felt like a hot breakfast was the least i could do... Then she surprised me. "We were wondering if it would be ok, if he ate here, it would help break up his morning." So, now I get up, lay out his clothes and fuss over whether or not i wore the same leggings/sweater combo yesterday or not. Then there's the backpack spelunking. I literally hold my breath and reach into the bowels of his bag, praying that there are no sharp objects or food that is going green. Why do i brave this treacherous terrain? Because when you ask the child what they learned that day you are met with silence and evasion. (This kid should be in counter-intelligence!) Can we talk about the "School Breaks"? Number one, why are there so many??? Number two, what am i supposed to do with a child that is used to having a minute by minute schedule? So, now you see how the naivete has been peeled away, piece by piece. What we are left with is a morning like this one. 6:50 My phone starts to chirp, I tell it to try again in 5 minutes, because somehow I'll be more awake by then. 6:55 It's chirping again and I restrain myself from throwing it across the room. Instead I get up, head downstairs, wake up the child, follow him back upstairs to get dressed near the fireplace. 7:00 pack the child a small snack, because it's the least i can do. Child informs me, he has three of those in his bag from last week because he "hates them and their nasty". 7:01. For the second time this morning i show restraint, this time i pair it, empathy. (my mom would've made sure i had a snack i enjoyed, he deserves no less, despite his reaction.) 7:03 Inform child that I'm going to go start the car, and will be waiting for him. 7:10 Return to the house seeking "lost" child. Find him rummaging through the toy box for his football that is diddeeply and without warning the ONLY possession he can't leave home without. 7:15 drag the child from the house, he is passively resisting, none too quietly. 7:18 drive the bus route hoping to catch it before it just makes sense to drive the rest of the way to school. 7:20 find the bus, wish the child a good day, met with silence, encourage him to hurry and be sweet to his bus driver. I watch him walk to the bus he doesn't look back until in exhaustion i close my eyes and thank God i found the bus and don't have to go all the way to school. 7:21 I look up, he is standing in the of the bus waving to me and it dawns on me, Public School moms only have this morning routine with their kids. This is the only chance i will have to get his day started right. When he gets to school it will be all about the teachers, the clothes, the activities and the other counter-intelligence operatives. This public school mom thing has taught me a lot! But i hope that at least this lesson sticks with me, it's only 30 min in the morning, but it needs to count!