
Wow! Another morning of up at 8:15, showered dressed and granola bars in the car, sitting on a pew by 9am. This in itself is astounding in that I went to bed at 4:40 am, awake in prayer all night. Kids had a real challenge with fear of the child care and sat with us at service. They are so challenging over childcare. We never really left them anywhere where or really with anyone for the most part. Only people we really know well and even that very seldom.
We thought they wanted to do a childcare in Dash's age group with a mutual friend(who is also adopted as is his sister) from school. Dash bolted afraid that the kid would not be there, but that little tidbit was left out of his ability to explain his fear until way late in the process of our attempts to encourage him to keep his word. Beauty then (after the assurance was given them both that we would come and double check on them to see if they were alright. Dash agrees sorta to stay then Beauty bolts. ) We are all, after all this, are sitting on the pew as a family of frustrated folks. listening to a great message on the Spirit within us (that choice of spirit) being our self control. We met the couple and sat with them who had the kid known to our children.
After services another woman approached me she had a son (who is also adopted) in Beauty's class at the elementary. She told me I could stay with Beauty and explained the Sunday school class to me. She introduced herself and I had her son at the rock museum the other day. I am begining to feel a little panicked. I am concerned about remembering all these people, so Beloved set up a text info file for me to make myself some notes of people/events and reminders. I so want to go run into my cave rather than be set up for more memory dysfunction humiliations. I have to face this fear in the eye and stand.
I was invited to join a cliq, It is a funny thing in that it is a Spiritually based bloggers "cliq". I'm still not quite sure what that is so "Hopeful Spirit" if your out there I need better understanding of what you have invited me into.
I just came back from making Taco's for the kids.
Beauty just came to me and apologized for running away from her actions. SHE ACKNOWLEDGED it!
I'm smiling!
That was a big step in the right direction for her.
Dash just came and after complaining about lunch apologized and asked me respectfully for what I offered, and how he might be of help to me.
Wow! O.K. I'm smiling now!
Time to SEW on, and on and on and on and on...:)
My Daughter is asleep now on the couch. She is troubled by a dream. She is feeling insecure and a bit stressed. Her and her brother for some unknown reason decided it would be an idea to throw rocks at the marble bath tub surrounds walls. "Daddy man", much to his anger, discovers the children in the act as Beauty was trying to get Dash to comply with throwing one a little higher to break the bathroom window. Now my best guess is that she saw something on a morning show or perhaps just wanted to get her brother in a heap of trouble. However Dash was too willed for her and refused. That apparently is what started the rough that brought the "dad" to the scene of the crime aforementioned.Well I was on a long distance call with another blogger when I heard Hubby in his fury over the event and just had to excuse myself to go see what was the issue.Does anyone else have a sweet beautiful daughter who acts out the things in her mind as if she had not a clue as to the effects or consequences. Ten might just be that golden age of development that we begin to see more of these things. A greater rift between siblings is occurring in our home and this is a great concern to me. To most folks it appears to be chalked up to being just normal stuff. I think that the delta in the intelligence between them is a real hurt to Beauty who pales intellectually (we just had all that testing for the IEP) to Dash who is also very precocious about things. It must hurt her to know that at 6 years of age her brother is just leaving her in the dust. Hubs and I try real hard to hide our amazement at that little guy and what he comes up with but everywhere we go it is noticed and folks are startled by Dash. Intellect is a doubled edge sword. Dash is boarder line genius or well into to it IQ wise. He is 6 however and he is very immature too. Beauty has strengths that are more subtle and charming. She is a very strong reader. She is an introvert by nature and must be pulled out. Avery much of a caring person about others. She has been in a lot of hot water lately though. Her heart is beautiful but it is toying with resentment and that is not good for her well being.We as Mothers to daughters have so many concerns to address. What about a little girl who wants to marry and fantasizes about it, normal yes. My Sweet child wants to adopt.We recently had a guest; a little boy who was the son of a nephews date. They spoke (beauty and this child) of marrying. The boy is a year younger. Beauty has had this idea of marriage for several years now. Well she came to me so cute in a very strange way, and declared."we are going to marry, but because he is my cousin(he is not really) we will adopt. We don't want to have our own kids because they will have 6 toes".... I sitting there with jaw lax thinking where in the world would she get this?..I sputter out well..."you are really not cousins... She chimes in..."oh well I still want to adopt my kids". She is boy crazy and has been for a while. It does concern me. I just cant say how many many times I have explained to her that she is WAY to young to be concerned with such things. She still has crushes on boys (The bad boys...arg) This terrifies me! She loves a boy with bravado. I think perhaps she needs adventure in her life.The heart of a woman or even a girl desired adventure. We do not want to be the adventure we want to share one.Perhaps this is where I must look to address my daughters heart.Oh, the heart of a daughter...



1984
He is "HOT" to me...
He is my heart throb and has been for over 25 years now!
Beloved on our third Christmas.
That is "Jazz Cat" Jasper our first pet together. Long gone many years ago.
This was our first home.
Beloved purchased it (before we met) as a 20 year old
by buying and fixing and selling used cars. It was 900 sq. feet of paradise on earth.
We still have that red mechanics stool I gave him.
The bear lamp was one of my early creation, there is one in the far background too. I could just kick myself for selling it!
The wooden chair in the back ground was made by his grandfather. Same goes we gave it away.
That carved coffee table was from my youth my step dad brought it back from the Philippines.
He was a Merchant Marine in the 50's and 60's.
Chrysalis Has a very good post up!
A purposed Driven Christmas, A must read!
Black Friday...
"It's the worst day of the year...to go shopping!"
My view on it anyway :)
I would never dream of going shopping. I slept in and just enjoyed my Hubby next to me , the kids came in and we all enjoyed the slow morning. I cleaned up all the dishes and hired the kids to gather all the fall decor and paid them a $1 to do it. Hubs had a good friend come over and the two men took the decorations bins out of the attic for me! All of them In the garage “it is so amazing”! They just did it for me no issues no complaint! I put all the fall stuff back in the attic bin as they handed it up to me. It was so awesome! The men even put the tree up for me NO QUESTIONS JUST MATTER OF FACT! Hubby filled the tires in my bike and the kids and I went for a ride. His bike had a flat tire (bad tube).I enjoyed doing some sewing and really loved Beloved presence in the room. He did a back up on my computer system. I tinkered in my findings fixing up the ribbons in spools and all the items of like kind together. It is so nice now that the kids are old enough to have a little me time. Then we decorated a little bit. Daddy man took the kids to Costco to get some supplies and To Wal-Mart to get a tube for his bike tire. They had a few $ burning holes in their pockets.I plated the left overs on our plates and the kids had hot dogs. Afterward we all had a movie night (The Walton’s on DVD). Kids had bath time and I tied a few heart strings with Beauty and read to her during her bath time. It was sweet. Now markers busily cover over white paper while the boys are off in the Dad's office. Bed times approaching for them quickly.
Please pray for Denise, She is not feeling well!

Kailani over at
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My question...Have you ever gone from flooding the kids with gifts(year after year) to a bare bones one or two gift hand made except one big gift,Christmas? If so, what tips can you give me...If you’d like to participate, just post a question on your blog . Don’t forget to stop by and visit the other players at Island life
Happy Thanks Giving to all of you Dear Readers
Older women likewise teach the younger women...
• how to love their husbands• how to love their children• how to be self-controlled• how to be pure• how to be keepers at home• how to be kind and submissive (not subservient) to their own husbands. (See Titus 2:3-5)
By Maya Angelou
'A woman's heart should be so hidden in Christ
That a man should have to seek Him first to find her.'
When I say... 'I am a Christian' I'm not shouting 'I'm clean living,'
I'm whispering 'I was lost, Now I'm found and forgiven.'
When I say... 'I am a Christian' I don't speak of this with pride.
I'm confessing that I stumble and need Christ to be my guide.
When I say... 'I am a Christian' I'm not trying to be strong.
I'm professing that I'm weak and need His strength to carry on.
When I say.. 'I am a Christian' I'm not bragging of success.
I'm admitting I have failed and need God to clean my mess.
When I say... 'I am a Christian' I'm not claiming to be perfect,
My flaws are far too visible, but God believes I am worth it.
When I say... 'I am a Christian' I still feel the sting of pain...
I have my share of heartaches, so I call upon His name.
When I say... 'I am a Christian' I'm not holier than thou,
I'm just a simple sinner Who received God's good grace, somehow!
Words have power. Here are a few of my favorite sayings.
- A warm cup of tea is like a cuddle with a friend.
- The North American Indians have a more eloquent word for ‘friend’ than we do in English. In their language, the word for friend literally means, “the one who carries my sorrows on his back.”
- Return with Honor
- The sage anticipates things that are difficult while they are easy, and does things that would become great while they are small. All difficult things in the world are sure to arise from a previous state in which they were easy, and all great things from one in which they were small. Therefore the sage, while he never does what is great, is able on that account to accomplish the greatest things."
- "HOME IS WHERE YOUR STORY BEGINS"
- “Live so that when your children hear these words they think of you… Fairness Caring Integrity Honesty Love Trust.”
- "O Lord help my words to be gracious and tender today, for tomarrow I may have to eat them."
- "No man has ever been shot while doing the dishes"
This was given to me for the third time in just a few weeks.
Zephaniah 3:17 NLT
"For the LORD your God has arrived to live among you. He is a mighty savior. He will rejoice over you with great gladness. With his love, he will calm all your fears. He will exult over you by singing a happy song."
What warm hearts you all offer
Thank you all for the kindness you have shown me with every Award. I am embraced. You Are a blessing.