Monday, September 08, 2014

Why we homeschool.

It's so much more than common core and bullies and boys going into girls bathrooms.

Really. I am not a crazy lady wearing clogs and a denim jumper. We believe in the homeschooling movement. And if I bared my soul and wrote it all out for you it would sound exactly like this:

I couldn't find one favorite quote, so go read the whole thing. 


Sunday, July 13, 2014

Life via Instagram.

Things have been going well for us the last few months! I finally feel like things have settled a bit and we can breathe. I am almost afraid to leave that sentence there because then something will happen, right? Or am I the only paranoid one here?

I've recently had 3 separate people ask me to blog about fostering AND about being a step mom. Made me want to write. ;)

Anyway, wanted to share a bit of life lately, in no particular order ....

Wedding fun with our old neighbors who moved far away!! 

And the beautiful Mr & Mrs. -- our NEW neighbors! 

If they're not in a pool, they're at the beach. 

Looking at sharks! 

Hubs fathers day gift. Dinner at the Mission Inn & some old school R&B. 

Don't you just want to bottle that JOY up. And open it every once in awhile to get a whiff?

My not so little little. Who rarely lets me take his photo. Without a bride, anyway. 

Colorado river. 

My cub scout! 

It's true. We're kinda rednecks. I'm sure FB has a quiz we can take to get the exact percentage. 

Again with the joy. Over crashing waves. 

Ella danced in her 3rd recital. The cuteness. I die.  

A little Fathers Day love! 

The babe. Who is looking more like a toddler. Sigh. 

I bribed him with fireworks. Fireworks get pictures. 
My american girl! 
Ya'll this is the day that Pete Rose begged Josiah to come shake his hand. He told him he knows Santa. He called his name over and over. And Josiah looked at PETE ROSE and laughed a little and was like "no thanks". For real. About 15 minutes after this we were walking and Jason was on a "I just had a convo with Pete Rose" high and I asked him who the one person is he'd really like to meet someday is. He said Jerry Rice. I swear to you on all the is good that not 30 seconds later we see Jerry Rice. Jason talked to him & took his photo. And I causally started spouting out the names of people I'd like to meet (Tim McGraw, anyone?) just in case God was granting celebrity wishes or something. 
The babe got his first ears, met Mickey & we generally have just been hanging out at Disney a lot. 

A little trip away.

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Sunday, April 20, 2014

And then there was a baby.

Last summer we decided to try for another baby. We met with the doctor who monitored my care with Ella. He did some tests, wrote some prescriptions, and gave us a thumbs up to go.

The next week at summer camp Andrew walks up to me on a Saturday morning and tells me that he had a dream that I had a baby boy (he did not know we were trying). The whole following week Ella starts walking around the house saying "The baby brother will sleep in the crib & I'll still get Mommy & Daddy's bed" (the girl still makes her way in and I love it). I figure God must be telling my children that if I did indeed get preggo, it'd be a boy. We laughed it off.

The 2nd day of 2nd grade for Josiah I was sitting in my living room putting dates from the school calendar into my Google calendar. Ella was playing in her bedroom, Pandora was on, my house was peaceful. The phone rang and I heard the base set declare "Phone call from County of Los Angeles DCFS". I jump up, and I assume the call is regarding Josiah, because what else could it be?

 I answer. And life changes.

Josiah's bio mom had another baby, it was a boy, he was a few days old. Would we take him. Tomorrow?

Shut the front door!!

We had no idea she was pregnant, no idea she was even in this part of the country.

We conferenced called Andrew, had a family meeting, prayed & said YES.

Over the next 17 hours our community surrounded us, our best friends showed up & built a crib, went shopping, this and that and we had every little thing one could need for a newborn. And then he was here.

Legally, things have not turned out the way we were originally led to believe they would, but that boy is still in our home, at nearly 8 months. He squealing as I type. He looks so much like Josiah. Pray for him, the court system , us and the boys bio mom. It's been a rough road to endure, the last several months, but we have our hope in a mighty God.

I can't wait to show you his sweet face!!

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