A Child Will Be Born.....Today.

Update:

10:20 pm - Baby born!!!!!!!  more details to come

10:00 pm - still pushing

8:00 pm - 10 cm and ready to push!!!!!

7:00 pm - 5 cm

6:33 pm - no new news....yet. ;)

5 pm:  She is 4 cm.

2pm: A child will (hopefully) be born today....could be tomorrow.  No, I'm kidding.  She was waiting to see her doc a couple hours ago and I haven't heard anything since then.  

And just so we are all clear, I do not have my shoes and coat on ready to bolt out the door.  Nope.

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My sister, Rebecca is having her sweet baby boy today.  Her water broke (well, that part is a looong story but suffice it to say - it broke!) and she and Chris are on their way to the hospital right this very second!

She is hoping for a drug-free delivery (God bless her) so we are saying our prayers.

My nephew is coming today!!!!!!!

Random Tuesday

Here are a few moments from the day.  Or, as my friend Bex tags her blog entries:  

Random. Totally Random.

Abigail is showing me a self-portrait she painted in her art class.  I noticed it is signed, 

"Abigail P. Scherer" 

and I'm pretty sure her middle name is still "Marie."

When asked about it she said, "I changed my middle name to 'Peaches' since that's what Dad calls me."

Wonder if I should hold off ordering a new birth certificate and social security card until she's for sure on this one?

Lauren was helping me make lunch (with Great Harvest bread for anyone wondering. Ok, I am cracking myself up as 2 friends emailed this week to ask what my obsession was with GH)  She started telling me how she can't wait to be a Mommy someday and make sandwiches for her little baby.  "I'm gonna make those teeny tiny ones like you eat when you drink tea."

Hmmmm.  Didn't realize you knew what crumpets were.

Madeline was working on Time-Order Charting (part of story drafting) and decided to chart out making a sandwich. 

(Wow, we do a lot of eating/thinking about eating/preparing for eating around here)

Her Time-Order Chart was as follows:

Make a PB & J Sandwich

1. One piece of bread

2. Add peanut butter

3. Add jelly

4. Slap a piece of bread on top

I corrected her paper by adding "organic" as needed.  I'm kidding.  Seriously.

I'm racking my brain trying to think of something Gabe did today.  I'm all about equal opportunity.  Oh, I got it.  He screamed my name for 45 minutes from his crib during nap time. And threw out all his blankets onto the floor.  And shook the crib bars which I could hear from anywhere in the house (believe me, I tested this one.) 

Yep, that's what he did.  My boy.

The Little Gym

I had the distinct pleasure of accompanying my nephew Maximus to his Little Gym class today. We are currently in Flagpole position....which incidentally develops his motor skills while simultaneously enhancing his emotional, intellectual and social development.  

Wow.  I should really open a franchise.

My SIL Jen was kind enough to take my gaggle to the park (thanks sooo much for letting them role around in the sandbox, btw) while I got to leisurely romp around with Max at the gym for an hour.  

The only downside was that it took me back to my first Mommy/Baby class experience.  Have I ever mentioned the time I showed up at Gymboree with Madeline when she was a wee-3-weeks old?  Oops.  She was the youngest by, oh, I don't know 6 months or so? 

(and just for reference sake, the class description did say classes start at birth.)

When Max is a pro-athlete someday, I'm sure he'll give props to Aunt Kristen.

Throwback Friday

Here is a picture of Lauren on her first birthday.  She is getting ready for her big party.

Miracles Do Happen

During bedtime prayers tonight, Abigail's prayer included the following:

Thank you for raining down food for the Haitians. And please help the people in Texas....that their homes would be fixed this instant!

You want me to explain?  Good, because I can hardly stand it.

Remember, this post?

Well, ever since the girls learned that not every family has a pantry, they have been praying for food for the hungry....specifically praying that God would "rain down food in Haiti."

This morning, we walked into The Academy where the girls take classes.  (It is run out of a very large church in our area.)  

You won't believe what we saw.  Tons and tons (and tons!) of grocery bags full of food.  Above the food was a sign that said:

THIS FOOD WILL BE SENT TO THE HAITIANS

Yes!  Yes!  And again, YES!  

I had Madeline read the sign and after a few puzzled looks and a quick explanation, the girls started squealing.  They couldn't get over it. Madeline said, "Mom, that kind of IS like God raining down food in Haiti, don't you think?"

Do I think?  Yes, I definitely do.

Is it a coincidence that one, very-random church in our city (where there are hundreds - and the one where we just happen to visit) just happened to have a food drive.....oh, and a food drive where they just happen to be sending the food to Haiti?  

I do not believe in coincidences.  

One thing I do believe - my girls will never forget this.

Check Yes or No

There was a handwritten message on my desk this morning.  It said,

Why do Moms have to do so much work?

Please answer here:  ___________

Can I have an extra sheet of paper?  I think this one might be an essay question.

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And since several of you have asked what I really replied, I wrote:

I wish I knew.

Throwback Friday

We are really throwingback this week.

Here's Ron and I at a Date Party at Miami University....15 years ago.

(Anybody else remember "Party Pics"?)

The Cookie Fatre (no pun intended)

Ron emailed me one of Madeline's art drawings that he had scanned a couple years ago.  I asked her if I could put it on my blog to which she replied, "As long as you let your readers know that I drew that two years ago.  And I didn't know how to spell very well."

Verbatim.

So, please note this was drawn at the tender age of 5 but none other than Madeline Thomas.

"This is you and me working at the Factory."

Random Thoughts

A few random things that happened today:

First off, can I give myself a tip and not wait an entire year next time to buy Thum??

Thum is the wickedly nasty lacquer you paint on if you want to break the thumb sucking/nail biting habit.  The main ingredient is cayenne pepper extract and let me tell you, its hot.....and nasty.  It instantly took me back to 1979.  Unfortunately, I was a bit more spirited (that's such a sweet way to describe myself at 5 yo) than Ellie and I would gnaw on my thumb until the lacquer wore off and then I was good-to-go.  Thumb sucking resumed.

Anyway, I finally picked some up last week and made a big deal of Lauren painting it on.  

Did it work?  Like. A. Charm.

She has not to much as put that thumb anywhere near her mouth. This, after 3 1/2 years of consistent thumb-in-the-mouth.  She is so proud of her paint job each day and refuses to "mess it up by getting it wet."

Are you kidding me?  I can't believe it is this easy.  I am still waiting for this to blow up in my face.  And for the bargain price of $2.79 and about 6 minutes of my time.

The other hilarious part of my day was when I came downstairs to find a sign on the front door. The girls love to make signs...especially when we are having company over.  Well, I went out to read it and here's what it said:

"Do to others as you would have them do to you!"

Our (former) Pastor is coming for dinner tonight.  

Brown-nose much?

Friendly Mom Tips

Occasionally, I like to give my tens of thousands (ok, its just tens) of readers a few helpful tips. These, said tips, have been passed along to me (I have no personal experience with them, nope. None.) and I - being the great friend that I am - would, of course, pass them along to you.

Wow.  That was the longest, run-on sentence with incomplete grammar and punctuation that I've ever written.

Ok, we're back.  Do you remember these tips?  A friendly Mom passed along some laundry tips - which of course I paid close attention to - and thus have not had any problems with laundry since.

But, in case you have:

Do Not... ask for a New-Mom-In-Town's phone number and then wash the paper with your dark load the next day.  That is the opposite of a friendly "Welcome to town!"  And, if you were to happen to do that, definitely do not call the horse farm you  just visited and appear to be stalking New Mom.  It does not go over well (or so I've heard.)

Do Not...  wash (sensing a theme here?) your $10 Born Free Sippee Cup in the washing machine and then spend the next 4 hours wondering if it is still BPA-free.  Even the FDA would agree that bisphenol-A does not enter the cup during the wash cycle.  They might wonder, however, why you aren't using the dishwasher.

Do Not... pretend that you are still the hip Mommy that knows how to ride horses (because you took one class in college, many moons ago) and offer to demonstrate trotting for other Mommies.  DO NOT DO THAT.  EVER.  Unless you like walking around looking extremely bow-legged and popping Advil.  For. Several. Days.

And Finally....Do Not.... put your children to bed absolutely filthy dirty, from an entire day of outside play, and complete with black feet from the trampoline, and expect the sheets to not have brown streaks on them the next morning.  

Bathe your children, that night, like any respectable parent would do.  

A final "thank you" to the gracious friend who passed these Friendly Tips along.

Stephanie - Our Missionary Friend

Madeline saw the post with her "missionary" picture and said, 

"Mom, you should have put Stephanie's picture with mine so they could see her too."

Here you go, Love.

Here's Steph in S. Afghan.  She is sitting on a Toshak (a form of mattress) - she rarely sits at a table or on a chair.

This is Stephanie near the Iranian border.  She is wearing a Chudar Namaz - all black. Sometimes she sends pictures of her with other women and makes us guess which one is her.  It's tough!

Bringing Home Johnathan

9/1/08

**UPDATE**

The adoption agency closed its doors, without warning (I'm sorry, with 2 weeks warning) and filed bankruptcy.  Unfortunately, they have our money.  All of Johnathan's files were transfered to a new agency.  New fees will need to be paid to the new adoption agency.  As you will see below, we really need you to let Oprah know.  Or Ellen.  Or The Today Show.  Really, anyone that might have a few extra bucks to help us get J home as soon as possible.  

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**UPDATE**  - THANK YOU to the anonymous donors....your totals do not show in the Chip In but we sincerely appreciate your donations.

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I'm about to get serious on you.  I know, I usually write funny (or not so - maybe you've just been humoring me all this time) tidbits about life in my family.  However, I'm taking a moment to share something serious.....seriously cool.

I should start by saying that I feel like I have the coolest family.  Really.  I am blessed beyond measure.  But there's an even cooler family out there and I need to tell you about them.  Ron's sister and her husband live down the street (I know - doesn't that ROCK!) and they have 7 children.  Ok, I am already getting ahead of myself.  Maybe I should just have you watch the video.....those 3 minutes will tell the story better than I ever could.

A Father's Love 3/11/08

So, friends, family, anyone in cyberspace that is listening:  I need some help.  It is freakishly expensive to bring home children from China.  Freakishly.  As in, more than $20,000 each time you do it.  And, as you saw from the video, they have already done it twice.  Johnathan will be the 3rd little one to come home in just over 2 years.  Do the math.  Yikes.  

With 6 (almost 7) children to care for, that's a ton of moola.  But, if I can tap into a couple lattes from each one of you, we start to make some progress.  I'm setting my first goal at $2,000.  Its only 10% of what is needed but hey, you gotta start somewhere!

Its what any good and loving aunt would do.  And please, if any of you know Oprah, send her my blog link.  Then we can all go back to drinking lattes.

Click on the link to the right.  Help bring my nephew home.  Peace.

Throwback Friday

Our friend Stephanie recently returned from doing missions work in Afghanistan.  In January, she returns for another full year.  The girls adore her and especially love when she is dressed in her full garb.  Here is a shot of Maddie in her chador....pretending she is a missionary in Afghan.

Steph, this one's for you.  

In Memory of Macky

My child wants a pet so badly she has resorted to catching wild animals.  Entirely true.

Yesterday, with the help of a box and small broom, she managed to trap a wild rabbit.  Poor guy was innocently hopping along minding his own business before he found himself at the bottom of a Seventh Generation diaper box.

The kids quickly named their "new pet" rabbit, "Mack Thomrie" -- his middle name a combo of M&A's middle names -- Thomas and Marie.  

After carrying him around for several hours and lunching with him, I told M to put him back in the box in the garage and come inside.  She decided to show him to one more neighbor boy and in the process (of not obeying I might add here), Macky decided to bite her and make a run for it.....it being the big, green electrical box in the neighbor's yard.

(here is Mack's lunch of a carrot stick, some lettuce and a sawed-off dixie cup of water)

M came running home bawling and if you think it was over the bite, you aren't even close.  She was devastated that Mack had escaped and was no longer part of the family.  She was only momentarily distracted (fearful) when I called the Ped to make sure she didn't need a tetanus shot (she didn't.)

She might have ended her day by praying that Mack would jump up and ring the doorbell to our home signaling that he wanted to come back into the fold.

Mack "Macky" Thomrie

9/15/08, 11:15  -  9/15/08, 2:05

Remnants of Ike

Here is the beginning of the wind unleashing its furry.  I snapped this right before a slab of shingles almost flattened me.  

Here is one side of the roof after the roofers finished tarping it.  I kinda like the look.  I'm thinking about keeping it.

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Yesterday was c-r-a-z-y.

We decided it would be a delightful day to celebrate 2 of my niece's birthdays at the park.  

Isn't this starting out so quaint?  Like a perfect Sunday afternoon?  Don't be fooled.

The park would have been delightful - had it not been for the 70 mph gusts of wind that accompanied us.  Leave it to our family to not check the weather....

We managed to frantically eat 2 small bites of cake before jetting to our cars.

We then decided to check on Ron's Grandma and found ourselves head to head with a gigantic tree which had fallen in the road.  The best part was when Ron thought he would "just move the tree so others could use the road" -- that is an entirely different entry.  I wish I could post the picture I took on my phone!

Afterwards, we pulled into the grocery to grab some milk for Gabbers.  We should have known something was amiss when we saw dozens of workers outside the store but did we turn around and flee?  We did not.  We learned that the store was closed (due to power outage) about 4 seconds before a flying grocery cart came crashing into the side of the Denali.  Damage?  Yes.

That's it though, right?  How could anything else possibly happen?  Well, I'm glad you asked. We arrived home to find hundreds of roof shingles flying off our roof.  Again, we should have known when we entered the neighborhood and saw large sheets of shingles flying around the main street.   

(Thank you to our many neighbors who phoned us and/or chased down shingles in the storm.)

I will post a picture later.....just to keep the comedy alive.  Praying that the roofers arrive before the rain.  

That is important when your roof is now plywood, right?

And please say a prayer for those hit by Ike.  We only caught a tiny, itty-bitty glimpse of him in our city and there are 250,000 homes without power....they are saying for maybe a week. Every school is closed.  Businesses are without power and internet.

I called the insurance company to file a claim on the roof and they said their systems are down and not to expect a call back until the end of the week.  If that is the case here -- with only a wind storm -- the people in TX need our help!

Skaters Interviewed

This just in.....we were able to catch a quick interview with the show's performers.  Here they explain the purpose of their show.

(scroll down to bottom and pause Playlist before watching interview)

The One-Footed Skaters

We had a very special performance here this morning.  The One-Footed Skaters, currently touring the US, stopped by to give us a private performance of their show. 

Aside from the trivial incident where one of the skaters physically assaults an audience member, I have to say - it rivals Cirque Du Soleil.

(and yes, they emptied Daddy's wallet before he escaped to work)

(scroll down to bottom and pause Playlist before watching)

Acceptance Speech

I just received my very first blog award.  I will pause for the erupting applause.

Thank you to AngiesAngel's for nominating me for this very prestigious award.  We met in blogger world and she's a pretty cool mama.

Apparently, in accepting this award, I must answer the following questions - ONE word only - and then nominate another candidate.

1. Where is your cell phone? car

2. Where is your significant other? work

3. Your hair color? Blondish-brown (hyphenated words so count)

4. Your mother? amazing

5. Your father? wise

6. Your favorite thing? newborns

7. Your dream last night? angels

8. Your dream/goal? giving

9. The room you’re in? office

10. Your hobby? reading

11. Your fear? dentist

12. Where do you want to be in 6 years? here

13. Where were you last night? neighbor's

14. What you’re not? bored

15. One of your wish-list items? zooper 

16. Where you grew up? virginia

17. The last thing you did? cook

18. What are you wearing? yogapants (that is one word!)

19. Your TV? off

20. Your pet? lol

21. Your computer? mac-the-one-and-only

22. Your mood? content

23. Missing someone? definitely

24. Your car? denali

25. Something you’re not wearing? shoes

26. Favorite store? gap

27. Your summer? amazing

28. Love someone? God

29. Your favorite color? green

30. When is the last time you laughed? 8:30

31. Last time you cried? hmmm?

I am nominating my SIL over at Heart-Smiles who is patiently waiting for TA to bring Johnathan home.

See post on 9/4/08 for details.

I'm sorry, what?

I met some girls for dinner and came home to find this list on my kitchen counter:

DOGS:

Pros -

* show affection - they lick you

* fun to play with

* protect you

* strong

Cons - 

* itchy eyes

* some aren't fluffy

* high maintenance (feed, water, potty, bathe, walk)

CATS:

Pros -

* low maintenance

* fun to play with

* pick them up and cuddle

* fluffy and soft

Cons - 

* clean litter box

* spend lots of $  

* jump on tables

* get stuck in trees

I have no idea what this is all about but I want no part in it.....

Introducing....

my newest niece, Sarah Rae Christine.  Isn't she beautiful.     

Truly a miracle from God.

Beating the Mulch

I found this on YouTube and was appalled.  I'm relieved that's not my little one running around outside in a diaper.  We live in a suburb, for goodness sake.  A neighborhood.  That would be most unproper.  So relieved I have more couth than that.  Phew.

Throwback Friday

Ok, so we are only "throwingback" a week.  Remember Boys Will Be Boys?  This is Part 23.

Does he think he's out on the sidewalk?  Cause I'm pretty sure its the kitchen table.

I hate to break it to you, sweetheart, but you're not water skiing.

Musical Talent

Ron sings these crazy, off the cuff, made-up songs for the kids.  I knew he would really appreciate if I blogged one so we don't forget how special they are.  (read: obnoxious sarcasm)

(Sam, they aren't as abhorrent as your hip-hop shower singing)

I managed (regrettably) to remember this morning's and it is written below....along with my thoughts.

Goodbye guys, I have to leave - BOO!

(Excellent idea.  I, too, think you should stay.  Or we could play Trading Spaces?)

Don't think today you'll be wearing snow shoes

(Don't kid yourself.  Lauren just wore rain boots to the grocery and it was 95 degrees.)

It hasn't snowed in quite a long time

(Thank God.  When are you buying me that home in Costa Rica, btw?)

I wish someone would give me a couple of dimes

(Let's think big and move the decimal to the right about a dozen places.)

TGIF.

Keepin' It Real

A couple interesting things I've seen or heard around the house this week:

M: (as she sat reclined back in the chair on the patio, arms crossed behind the back of her head) "Now, this, is what I call a relaxing dinner."

G: Has now decided its great fun to throw his blanket and "wubie" (spell check, help me out) out of his crib during nap time and then yell for you to come and get them.  

A:  IS LEARNING TO READ!  Whooo's hooked on phonics?  ;)

L: OCD-ish about hand-washing.  If they are not completely and thoroughly dried she will say, "Ugh, my hands are still slimy!"

The other new thing she loves to say is "Ooooh, fiddlesticks!"  This can be used when she has fallen down, drops something or is told its bedtime.

I looked it up in Urban Dictionary and it was actually a swear word in the early 1900's. 

Vintage swearing.  Should I be discouraging this?

Oh, and I found my (new & slightly over-priced) Bare Escentuals make-up brush in the shower.

Blackberries, Bees and Boy was it HOT!

We went berry and tomato picking at a nearby organic farm today.  I wish I had a picture because it would be worth way more than 1,000 words.

I hear Madeline saying, "Mom, this is sooo beautiful!" and Lauren saying, "these berries are soooo yummy!" and all I can think is, "this is sooooooooooooooo bloody hot!"

HOT.  Really.  Flippin'.  Hot.  That could be because Gabe was - on my back - in the Kelty but even still, I got back in the car and the thermostat read 95 degrees.  Now, maybe its just me but you really shouldn't be on a farm, picking anything when its 95 degrees.  I honestly stopped and said a prayer for anyone that has to "pick" stuff for a living.  

No, I really did.

It was just a laughable moment.  Up until the point where Gabriel got stung by a bee.  Poor buddy.  He picked up (geez, doesn't his Mom watch him??) a bee to "play" with and it stung him right on the thumb.  Thank goodness for the goats which distracted him.  

So, for future reference, pick a breezy, cool day to take your gaggle out for a day at the farm.

Just Doin' Some Fishin'

Ron's sense of humor (poor bluegill).
Abby's fish - you go girl!

Throwback Friday

Parent of the Year....

....back up for grabs.

(Lauren, summer '07 -- it was an all-out, will-do-anything effort to try and get her to stay awake until we got home - so she would nap in her bed.  Mission failed.)

Cookies....but not the kind you're thinking of....

These are dirt cookies.  Literally.  Dirt.  Pressed into cake shaped "cookies" and eaten by Haitians who have no other options to fill their bellies.

As I tried to explain this (and our abundance!) to the girls today, Abigail says, "Why can't they just go in their pantry and get something?" 

If only it were that simple.  

For more on this story:

Haiti's poor resort to eating mud as prices rise

Nap Time

This is my brother with his new little guy.....napping at the lake this past weekend.

Is that sweet or what?

Going Bananas

Remember when I was just discovering how different boys are?

Wow.  We've really made progress.  

Gabriel decided that one banana was just not enough.  He managed to take just one bite out of almost all of these....skin included.  

As I grabbed the camera to catch this moment on film, he even paused the  feast for his famous, "cheeeeeese."

Gabbers - those were banana bread bananas. 

Throwback Friday.....a little late

I will never forget this day.  We had volunteered to feed the homeless and our "item to bring" was 250 Twinkies.  Apparently, that was dessert.  (I don't plan the menu people....but I did volunteer several other suggestions.)

As we headed to the store, the girls were like, "Uh, Mom, what are Twinkies?"  It occurred to me (ok, that is a huge lie....I knew they didn't know what they were.  Sorry, I'm outing myself.) that they had never had one before.  Now before you think this is terrible, I found out about Little Debbie cakes (and the like) in 1st grade during lunch.  My Mom packed carob for my delightful snack.  

Have you heard of carob?  It is cultivated from the Carob Tree and the edible seed pods are considered (by no one other than my wonderful mother) to be "healthy" chocolate.  

So, I am way ahead of schedule with my kids and not nearly as crazy.

(I love you Mom!)

Twinkie Taste Test Outcome:

Madeline said, "Ick!" and threw her Twinkie in the trash.  

Abigail ate every. single. bite.

Endocrinologist

I might have lugged all the kids downtown to my endo appointment today.....much to the chagrin of the attending nurse.  She opened the door to call my name and immediately rolled her eyes.  Nice. 

(in fairness to me - not that I really care about "fair" - I called to warn/ask permission to bring my gaggle.)

And if only she knew - I had already bribed said children with lollipops and a trip to Wendy's if they could survive stuffy doc office.

Determined to "move in the opposite spirit", I told her how amazing she looked and asked if she had lost weight recently.  (Ok, not really.  I wish I would have thought of that though.)

At any rate, the doc finally arrived (after Gabe nearly tore the office apart and used up all the medical gloves - boys are F-U-N!) and started to review my file.  The best part of the appointment was when he said, "Well, if you were trying to conceive we'd really be in trouble.  Your thyroid is all out of whack!"

(huh?  not sure what you're talking about doc.  conceive?)

Did he really need to say ALL. OUT. OF. WHACK.  Just like that.  Isn't there some type of medical term for my off-the-chart numbers?  Seriously.

Backyard Olympics

These Olympic games are very similar to the ones in China but instead of gymnastics and swimming, we had the 100 meter, 3-legged Pillowcase Race and the 2-man Balloon Toss.

Poser

Gabe's latest is to yell, "Cheeeeeese" and close his eyes when you take his picture......he starts as soon as he sees the camera coming.

Old Man's....what, are you crazy?.... Cave

Because Disney didn't phase us, we decided to add a couple kids and head to Old Man's Cave for some hiking.  One lady asked us if it was a daycare.  What?  Because 10 of the 12 children are under 8.  I don't get it?

(not pictured and probably peering over cliff:  Hannah and Gabriel)
The girls thought this looked like Moses with his staff.  In Madeline's words, "the glory of God is shining down on him."  

                              Can you see it?  (hint: tree roots) 

She absolutely gets her creative side from her mom.  (does anyone see lightening?)
What Gabe thought of the hike.  (how am i supposed to stay awake when I'm stuck in this Kelty?)

Christian the Lion

Why does YouTube always make me cry?

Throwback Friday

August '06

Maddie and Abby enjoying a Starbucks together.

Friendly Mom Tip

Never accidently throw a diaper in with your bleach load....or any load for that matter.

Just don't.

It ranks as one of the Top 3 most disgusting things I've ever dealt with.  

Above barf at 4 am when you are prego?  Definitely.  (which I'm not, btw.  Darn it.  You thought you had good scoop.  Sorry bout that.)

Worse than the little bird egg that one of your children thought would be "so sweet" to keep in the back pocket of one of car seats....for several months?

Well, actually that is #2 on the list.

The Olympics Have Started!

We had our own, private, Olympic opening ceremony complete with the torch -- or 12 candles...whatever.  It wasn't as elaborate as the one in China (that was amazing!) but it was definitely as memorable.

(as I am posting this I am listening to Ron explain the finer points of synchronized diving....all part of his unit study on the Olympics) 

Throwback Friday

This is a Throwback Friday photo...in a weird way.  It reminds me of the days when my mom and aunts would line us all up - on a sofa, the front porch, it really didn't matter - and snap pictures of us until they were confident they had a "good" one.  These were the pre-digital days after all. (not that it matters much as you can see from the photo below.)

Now, its my turn to line all my little ones up and fire away.  

My nephew Eli is particularly fond of the photo session....

Joke's on You!

Madeline had to take a picture.....my pack job for a 3 day holiday with Ron.  Its amazing how light you can pack when its just you.

That, and I'm not a big fan of the airline's new policy to charge you $15/bag each way.

Did I squirt shampoo/conditioner/hair gel/face soap/face lotion/hairspray (ok, that didn't didn't work) into random trial-size samples from a recent trip to CO B*igelow in order to avoid said fee?  Possibly.

Happy 9 years babe!

Big Question

Here is the first interesting conversation of the day....before breakfast:

Madeline: (running into room with anticipation)  Mom, am I adopted?

Me: Umm, no.  Well, I mean God adopted all of us, is that what you are talking about?

M:  No, I'm wondering if I am adopted.  (very hopeful)

Me: You're not sweetie.  (letting her down gently)

M:  I just really thought I was because of this picture.  (she thrusts photo in front of me)

Quick break:

Ok, at this point, I am trying not to burst out laughing.  Its a photo that our friends Liz and Charlie took when were at Disneyworld.....11 years ago.  They took the photo from behind and we are walking towards a crowd of people (with our hands in each other's back pockets....but that is an entirely different story.)

Ok, we're back:

M:  I mean, you look like you are running to get me.  Like I was being adopted.  

Me:  (still letting her down easy)  Sweetie, you actually came out of my tummy.   Isn't that exciting?

M:  Yeah.  (definitely no Oscar nomination)

Throwback Friday

The girls are always "watching" photo albums on the Mac and a few days ago they ran across this picture.  It was several days after Hurricane Katrina hit.  Ron decided he had to head down and see what he could do to assist.  He, our BIL Jeff and friend Shawn decided to hit the road.

Our pastor announced their plans at Sunday service and before we even arrived home that day (2 hours later!) our doorstep was packed with food and supplies.

I will never forget the way our community, neighborhood, church, family and friends came together to make a difference.  Since that time, we try to send something to any tragedy that we hear about.  Something.  Anything.  I got to see first-hand that it does make a difference.

People thought they were just donating $10 or a single box of diapers......in actuality the boys left that week with $10,000 in cash (for generators) and a truck and trailer loaded to the hilt with food and supplies.