Jeremiah 29:11

Just over ten years ago, I found out that I would be an “aunt” again. I sat in the living room of our house with a "close-to-due-date mama" and tried to ignore some of the elephant’s that were also in the room with us when she told me. What had mama been doing for prenatal… Continue reading Jeremiah 29:11

The house I wouldn’t look at.

  Sometimes I sit in my living room when the snow is coming down outside and the kids are all over the place and just observe. Maybe the kids notice that I am just silently watching my world in action from my cozy spot on the couch but I don’t think so. I am so… Continue reading The house I wouldn’t look at.

It’s not the full moon.

This is the destruction that one breakfast leaves behind. We don’t have a dishwasher for 2 reasons. I set the only one we ever did have on fire a few years ago and we replaced it with another fridge. Every meal would be another load of dishes and we would just create a vicious cycle… Continue reading It’s not the full moon.

Lists, Bins, Naps, or Jesus

I can never go more than a few days without the infamous question “So how exactly do you do it all? With 10 kids, 2 jobs outside the home in addition to our rental properties and my newest blogging adventure it does seem like quite a lot to be able to cover it all. And… Continue reading Lists, Bins, Naps, or Jesus

‘Twas the season… to meet “Moose”

It was just after Thanksgiving, our big adoption had finalized that past year and things were really feeling “settled”. We hadn’t ended our time as foster parents entirely, knowing that we could provide respite to friends of ours and that we would have a quicker connection to any resources we would possibly need in the… Continue reading ‘Twas the season… to meet “Moose”

The year that even the dog left us…

It was the most wonderful (crazy, chaotic) time of the year… -Our youngest was turning 5 -We had just gained four new family members ages 1, 3, 6, and 7 -Thanksgiving and Christmas were just around the corner So what else could we worry about? There was so much on our plates…the “to-do” list was… Continue reading The year that even the dog left us…