Saturday, May 30, 2009

Riddle #2

Where is one of two of the forty-third?

Friday, May 29, 2009

Where's The Crazy Lady Now?

We are having some fun on a trip. Answer this riddle to find out where!

Where did a bird fly 2632 times?

Sunday, May 24, 2009

Make a Difference

It's easy to get caught up in the busyness of days and today, with my kids gone, I am reminded of the joy their presence brings. They are a blessing--and they have been blessed by so many who love them.

Today, I am especially thinking about all those who loved Vu long before I did. Vu has many people who love him in VN but I am also grateful for all those who loved him here in the States. Sponsors. He had prayers every day from at least one sponsor, who now has a son adopted from the same orphanage. Sponsors made it possible for Vu to grow up in a wonderful orphanage. He lacked many things but he had food, shelter, medical care, and most important--LOVE! Sponsors helped make these possible and he was able to go to preschool, participate in holiday parties, and receive specialty medical care when he had on-going ear infections. The life he lived would not have been possible without the funds given by sponsors.

Vietnam is closed but all the kids there still need love and support, just as Vu did when Vietnam closed down during the years he was there. Holt never gave up on continuing to support him and it was due to sponsors who continued to give.

The world is full of children who have nothing. Sponsorship is one way to reach out and make a difference, to give a child a chance to grow and blossom until they can, hopefully, be reunited with their birth family or matched with an adoptive family.

Make a difference. Change a life. Click HERE.
Every day, I thank all who made a difference for my little miracles!

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(Lizzy wasn't adopted but I found this cute picture and I know she is thankful for sponsors too!)

I'm adding a link to Holt's sponsorship program on the side. You can even pick the specific child you would like to sponsor. It will be the best $1 a day you spend.

Saturday, May 23, 2009

Because I Would Like To Procrastinate More . . .

on my paper but less on posting birthday pics--Patrick's birthday!

I don't usually let my kids lay all over the table but he seemed to think he was the king that day and climbed right up, striking this pose:
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His favorite gift was from his godmother--a cookbook and utensils:
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The next day, he and Daddy made a cake from the book:
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More money sucked into the whirlpool of Chuckie:
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First sleepover with friends:
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A sure sign the kid comes from a big family. Patrick wanted his very own, big, soft, fluffy pillow! (new pillows don't rank high on the usual shopping list)
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Another favorite:
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Am I worried guns might make him a little weird? No, why do you ask?
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Am I afraid guns might make him a little violent? No, why do you ask?
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Happy Birthday Boo Bear! I LOVE YOU!!!

Going Psycho In The Tropics

Oh yes, I would LOVE to go psycho in the tropics right about now!!! Too funny Rob! And Nicole, I can't wait to see you next week! Yes, we are heading to the East Coast for a couple of days! WOOHOO!

Crazy as it sounds, I miss my family, even though they are only gone for one night. I have never been one of those moms who can't wait until all the kids grow up and are gone. Nope! I want them all to stay home forever even if it means having them live in the basement when they are 35! (Speaking of basements, I was intending to spend part of this weekend getting our house ready to sell because we found our DREAM HOME IN OUR SCHOOL DISTRICT--but it sold the day we were going to put an offer in! It had a HUGE basement! Sigh.)

Anyhoo, Lizzy's here so it's nice to have some time with her. We did sneak out to the movie--Seventeen Again with the guy from High School Musical--the one with the pretty eyes. Now I feel like his mother in the movie!!! (Is is possible to say a younger guy has pretty eyes without sounding like a cougar?)

Okay, fun is over. Back to the drugs . . .

Psychotropic Medication

My husband left bright and early this morning to go fishing at the cabin for the entire weekend.

He took our four youngest children with him.

Let me start over. My super fantastic, most amazing, world's best husband left bright and early this morning to go fishing at the cabin for the entire weekend and he took our four youngest children with him.

Perhaps he is crazy.

Yes, it is quiet. I have scheduled out ten hours today and ten hours tomorrow just to work on papers. Which is what I am doing right now. As you can see.

I do plan to also fit in a blog. Or two.

First, back to writing the 60 page paper on psychotropic medication use in children in foster care. Anyone want to help ??? I might require psychotropic medication myself to get through this! My husband will definitely need some when he returns tomorrow night.

Sunday, May 17, 2009

Who's Gonna Live, What's Gonna Die

From The American Heritage Dictionary:

tri·age (trē-äzh', trē'äzh')
--noun
1. A process for sorting injured people into groups based on their need for or likely benefit from immediate medical treatment. Triage is used in hospital emergency rooms, on battlefields, and at disaster sites when limited medical resources must be allocated.

2. A system used to allocate a scarce commodity, such as food, only to those capable of deriving the greatest benefit from it.

3. A process in which things are ranked in terms of importance or priority: "For millions of Americans, each week becomes a stressful triage between work and home that leaves them feeling guilty, exhausted and angry" (Jill Smolowe).

TRIAGE currently defines my life. Particularly #3. Minus the angry part. I came out of the womb happy. It drives my husband insane. He loves me anyway (even tho I'm so stinkin' happy all the time!)

Of course, if it's dinner time, the best definition would be #2. Betty's dead again and the organization thing ain't goin' too well either.

Three weeks of school left. Three weeks of triage.

Thursday, May 14, 2009

Mother's Day Memories

The beach. The coast. The ocean. All the words mean the same thing--my favorite place to be! Guess where I was on Mother's Day? Even better, I was with my mother whom I love even more than the beach! She's my inspiration, cheerleader, advisor, and friend. She's a feminist (in a good way), a pioneer, patient, intelligent, and loving. She loves me unconditionally and would go to the ends of the earth for me if I needed her to--or even if I didn't. I don't know how God decides who gets which mom but I am honored and blessed to have mine.
I LOVE YOU MOM!!!
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The best part was just relaxing at the beach and hanging out.
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It was a wee bit cold--but as you can see it's not stopping Vu from getting wet:
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The kids even thought it was warm enough for swimming suits!
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See Vu? Still standing in the surf, just looking out at the ocean:
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Writing a message to Joe. We miss him, especially on special days:
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Stealing a hug--check out the new braces.
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Did I ever mention how much our orthodontist loves us? If you look far enough out in the ocean you will see the yacht we bought for him. You would think we could at least adopt kids who don't need braces!
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Still there . . .
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Patrick is always full of love for his Papa:
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Thirty minutes later, guess where Vu is . . .
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Finally, he came in because his feet were ice cubes. He was also wet. I forgot his shorts so was just going to strip him to his undies when he informed me he had none. The kid is still holding onto his VNese roots folks! He does NOT like undies!
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James and Will had to work but I still was able to see them, hug them, and receive special gifts.
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It's so rewarding as a mom when kids grow up and pick out something really special--something from the heart that they know their mom will love! I am not a "present" person--there isn't much I feel I need--but my boys hit it with flowers and books and the best part, heartfelt cards! My younger kids put together a spa basket complete with a Starbuck's card and a book. They know their Mama!

Did I ever happen to mention how great it is to have eight children? Especially on Mother's Day? From the time I was a baby myself I always wanted to have a bunch of them. I am truly thankful to God.

Saturday, May 9, 2009

Mother of the Year Award

A friend sent me this video--it made me smile!

Happy Mother's Day to all women everywhere! All women are mothers to someone!

I especially want to wish a Happy Mother's Day to those moms still waiting for their children to come home.

Make your own video and become Mother of the Year!!!

Friday, May 8, 2009

The Fire of Your Heart

"My God, I want to do what you want. Your teachings are in my heart." Psalm 40:8

We all question God's will for our lives at certain times. This comes from Max Lucado's Grace For the Moment . I think it is profound and confirms my desire to be involved with helping others experience the joy of adoption.
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The Fire of Your Heart
Want to know God's will for your life? Then answer this question: ?What ignites your heart? Forgotten orphans? Untouched nations? The inner city? The outer limits?

Heed the fire within!

Do you have a passion to sing? Then sing! Are you stirred to manage? Then manage! Do you ache for the ill? Then treat them! Do you hurt for the lost? Then teach them!

As a young man I felt the call to preach. Unsure if I was correct in my reading of God's will for me, I sought the counsel of a minister I admired. His counsel still rings true. "Don't preach," he said, "unless you have to."

As I pondered his words I found my answer: "I have to. If I don't, the fire will consume me."

What is the fire that consumes you?

Originally published in The Great House of God

Thursday, May 7, 2009

ADORATION

Today is World AIDS Orphans Day. Please take a moment to visit Thankful Moms Blog to find out more and send a prayer to orphans devastated by AIDS. Perhaps you will even consider adopting a child with HIV.

Recently, a young 20's woman came up to me after a church service. She hesitated a moment and then said, "I just have to comment on your little boy . . . I was sitting behind you in church and, well, I don't normally just go up to total strangers to tell them my thoughts but I just have to tell you . . . I have never seen a child look at his mother with such adoration. It's just so obvious how much he loves you!"

I was caught off guard. The young woman seemed a little embarrassed, and yet compelled, to share her thoughts. I smiled, not sure what to say to this most amazing, touching, comment. Adoration. It's a word I don't hear often. Adoration.

"Well, thanks for sharing," I finally said, "It means a lot . . . I guess I should tell you that my son spent his first six years living in an orphanage, living without a mommy, so I think he just really appreciates having a Mommy a lot! Believe me, the feeling's mutual."

She looked at me for a moment, a little moist in the eyes and said, "That's obvious. You're a lucky mom."

I am.

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Gotcha Day Oct 2007

Saturday, May 2, 2009

Homeschoolers Rock!

I'm not a real homeschooler, I'm just a wimp who schools one or two at a time. If I had to teach all my kids all the time I'd be sniffing glue by 3 o'clock every day.

This is for all my friends out there who homeschool a bunch! Enjoy this rendition of the perfect homeschool family!