Saturday, August 30, 2008

This and That

Ok, so my last post ended with me saying "still kickin" but actually I'm not. I have been in a lot of discomfort...ummmm pain. Not sure what's going on but it's from the fall. I will give it a couple more days and then I will check into getting a doctor to look at me.
Other than my 'war' wounds all is well as can be expected in our household. All the kids are well and looking forward to school starting. MK and LB had their first doctor appointment this week and came through that with flying colors. Poor little LB had 3 shots. Papa L called me, as I was leaving an 8 hr class, and asked me if I had children's Tylenol. I said yes, WHY? They were going to give LB 6 shots. I said "no their not. They can give him 3 now and 3 later." I couldn't see putting that poor little guy through that. SIX??? That would be tough for an adult. That evening I was very thankful I had him only get 3. He had a slight reaction, swelling and fever...probably the MMR (or whatever they call these days) and he didn't feel so good the next morning but he is well now and proudly shows people his "shots."

I love my kids...all of them. I am so thankful for them. They sure keep me going. They sure make me tired...but they do keep me going.

Tomorrow is Labor Day. We are going to have a barbecue. My hubby actually has the day off so he is at work, driving his bus, making plans for tomorrow. He is so excited. I sit here typing, occasionally looking around at my house and seeing what a mess it is and think...hmmmm maybe I can get it cleaned up in the morning. It's family coming over and they have seen it picture perfect before and they have seen it in it's 'normal' state also. So I won't stress over it. I want to enjoy my parents being here. I want to enjoy my kids being here. AND I really want to enjoy my grandson being here. I have not had a kiss from over a week. I miss him greatly. It's amazing what love can do. My little foster son has taken to giving me big hugs and kisses. What a blessing. That I am not trying to replace his mommy but God has given him someone to fill that need. I read recently from a blogger that "Foster Care Stinks" but I say (and still stand my ground on) it is SIN that stinks. These kids are in a system by no choice of their own. The people in their lives made their choices. Though people are raised around drugs, incest, alcohol every adult can make a decision to do what is right. But due to their own selfishness they choose not to. Don't judge me either and my opinions. YOU do not know me or my past experiences.
I have WAY more to say on that subject but it's for another day. Right now. I have 5 kids in my home needing my attention and my love. Then it's bedtime for the gang and quiet time for me.
May the Lord Bless You and Keep You and Make His Face to Shine Upon You and Give You Peace.

Thursday, August 28, 2008


At this time I have 4 posts sitting in the 'wings' waiting to be finished. I feel I have so much on my mind to write about but can't seem to keep my thoughts focused. I can't seem to finish them. I am just tired. The battle rages on and the energy is drained but yet I don't feel overwhelmed....just tired....just 'whelmed.' I feel pretty much at peace but not joyful. I seem to just be on auto pilot. Trying to keep dog paddling. I don't mean to make it sound like I am down because I'm not really....I'm not really sure what I am. So here I go again....just rambling on. I guess I should post this just so you know I am still here....still kickin'!

Wednesday, August 27, 2008

Time and Energy

Well either I have had no time or no energy to write lately. A lot on my mind I would have liked to shared but usually I would start writing and run out of time or I would think about sitting at the PC and my sore hip/bum would detour me from it and then I would just fall into bed and fall asleep.

It's been a busy week so far. Monday was spent catching up on laundry. I hate laundry. Monday night football and laundry...they almost rank equal except for the fact I can go without Monday night football in my home but I can't go without washing clothes. The one thing on this earth that ranks higher on my list of dislikes is SNAKES! Due to the fact I live next to a train track and the only thing that separates us from the train track is very thick black berry bushes. Du the bushes my back yard is now a haven for those disgusting sneaky creatures. We could get the black berries cut down but the birds love them so and I love the birds. We also greatly enjoyed the black berries this year and the cobbler my mom made us from with the yummy black berries. Also, the bushes provide a barrier between our yard and those snakey, disgusting two legged creatures who want to possibly do us or our home harm. So....I guess I am stuck with the snakes. I pray I can get over this stupid 'phobia' of them but so far it has not happened.

So how did I go from time and energy to snakes? It's a tired mind. The mind that wonders how it can go a few hours without having talked to the Lord. HOW!?!?! On fleshly auto pilot that's how. Going with the flow, but I want to change that flow. I want my mind to constantly centered on our Father. I want it (me) to be in constant conversation with Him. I want to find the hours have passed and I realize I didn't have a negative thought or an impure thought or an angry thought because my conversation with him was all consuming. That's what I want.

"what doesn't kill you makes you stronger" I have heard that so many times. If it had the meaning I thought it did for so many years I could have given the Governor or California a run for his money in his prior life. BUT as I have aged, as I have come through the experiences I had to face, I will tell you it's not the kind of strength you would imagine. It's spiritual strength. The body is broken, the pride is broken, the heart is broken, my spirit is broken but the Spirit of God is more free to work within me and through me.
'My Friend LLL and her Beloved Instigator'

When they take a wild horse off the range. It might be full of fear or it might be full of rage but we do know they are wild. They will buck, they will kick, they will bite until they are tired and worn down and it is then they submit to the rider...their master. Are they weaker in They have succumb to the truth that all their fighting will get them no where but miserable. Once they submit to their master, they are brushed, fed, watered, petted, and enjoy unity with their rider....their master. The one that will lead them to safety, to nourishment, to affection.

That is me. I have fought and fought my master for so many years. Fighting against obedience. Though I know he cares for me, though I know and believe in His sacrifice for me, still that old nature rises up and tries to pull against the reigns. BUT he loves me...he loves us, he will keep ahold of the reigns and take us where we need to go. To accomplish what we need to accomplish. There is not much time and there is not much energy but I do know I have what I need to do what He would have me do. I just need to listen to His commands and follow the gentle pull of the reigns.

1 Samuel 2

2 "There is no one holy like the LORD; there is no one besides you; there is no Rock like our God."

A New Creation

I love our zoo. We recently had a baby elephant born there. Here is the link to the website regarding 'him.'

He has since been reunited with his Mommy and they are doing great. They opened up the viewing area this weekend to allow the public to see him.

Despite the controversy or these elephants or any zoo animal, I am thankful these beautiful beasts are safe, well fed, and able live in safety from poachers. I am thankful to have the opportunity to see one of the most beautiful and magnificent animals God ever created...but I feel that way about all the animals at the zoo. God is amazing in His design and creativity. You go from seeing the incredible Zebras to the Naked Mole Rat. Hmmmmm....! Maybe that was His sense or humor!?!?!
I will make a trek to the zoo to see the new baby...but I will plan for a day that maybe not all of Portland will be there. Though that won't be easy. He will be little for a while so I am in not too big a hurry.
Other info on our zoo elephants
and here is info regarding the little elephant Chendra. The kids and I were fortunate to be able to see and touch Chendra. Last summer my oldest daughter K was working at the zoo. When they had an employee (and Family) bbq. We were able to pick a "Behinds the Scenes" and we chose the elephants. We were so surprised we found out we would actually be able to touch one of them. It was not my first encounter with an elephant. I took the kids to 'Wildlife Safari' in Winston Oregon The kids took an elephant ride and Mom, the photographer, stayed behind. Both experiences were supreme. At the zoo employee night we were also able to feed and touch a giraffe. Who can not even imagine how amazing those creatures are until you are standing at their hooves and then climb the flight of stairs to look into their eyes. I do love animals and I am greatly thankful I am able to give my kids opportunities to learn and appreciate them as well.
On the sixth day of creation God created animals and then people. Genesis 1:24-31
"God saw all that he had made, and it was very good. And there was evening, and there was morning-the sixth day."

Tuesday, August 26, 2008

Oh the Enchantment

What a great day. The weather perfect and a day full of fun and laughter. I was able to take 'most' of our kids to Enchanted Forest today. We also wrangled Grandma into coming. The trip there and back went great and we enjoyed the displays and the new ride, The Challenge of Mondor.

I have been visiting Enchanted Forest since 2nd grade when our class took a field trip there. I am now.....(ummm adding) 43. There is soooo much there that is still the same and so much that has changed. I wish I had pictures of when I use to go as a child but I don't and the memories are vague. I know I loved it then and still do. It's been such a blessing to be able to enjoy it over the years with my parents, my sisters, my nieces, my nephews, my husband, my children, my foster children, and hopefully next year with one or all of my grandkids. Amazing. It was created and is ran by a family and it is a great family place to go.

Sadly the disc in my camera is new, cheap, and off brand and I am having problems with it. I pray I don't lose my pictures.

This was MK and LBs first time going to Enchanted Forest and they, of course, loved it. They did not want to leave.

My bum is still a little bummed so that made the day a little more difficult but I didn't let it stop me. I did forgo the slides. I wasn't quite that strong spirited yet. It was, however, the first time I haven't ridden the slides.

I am so thankful for my kids. They bring me such joy. I hate that my body is aging and I am losing some of my energy because if I could keep little ones in the house until I die of old age, I would be a happy woman. I love the little ones but I will's those preteens and teens that are going to be the death of me. Why oh why do they start off so loving and so sweet and then transform into a person you don't recognize. Sad but true. But we love them through it and wait for the day when they morph back into the child you gave birth to.

As I said, it was a good day full of laughter and fun. God blessed us with sunshine and great traveling traffic.

Saturday, August 23, 2008

Words of Truth

Mark 12:29-31
29"The most important one," answered Jesus, "is this: 'Hear, O Israel, the Lord our God, the Lord is one. 30Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind and with all your strength. 31The second is this: 'Love your neighbor as yourself.' There is no commandment greater than these."
Psalm 51:10-12
10 "Create in me a pure heart, O God, and renew a steadfast spirit within me. 11 Do not cast me from your presence or take your Holy Spirit from me. 12 Restore to me the joy of your salvation and grant me a willing spirit, to sustain me."

Colossians 3:12-17
12"Therefore, as God's chosen people, holy and dearly loved, clothe yourselves with compassion, kindness, humility, gentleness and patience. 13Bear with each other and forgive whatever grievances you may have against one another. Forgive as the Lord forgave you. 14And over all these virtues put on love, which binds them all together in perfect unity.
15Let the peace of Christ rule in your hearts, since as members of one body you were called to peace. And be thankful. 16Let the word of Christ dwell in you richly as you teach and admonish one another with all wisdom, and as you sing psalms, hymns and spiritual songs with gratitude in your hearts to God. 17And whatever you do, whether in word or deed, do it all in the name of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks to God the Father through him."

Wednesday, August 20, 2008

Slip Slidin' Away

The weather cooler I spent yesterday and this morning getting caught up on the housework I was behind on. Also, I have had not one...but two sick dogs so it has been a puke fest. I spent a good portion of yesterday morning scooping and shampooing. Well this morning my largest dog, Lilly, decided to throw up ONE more time. As I was pushed her out the back door she let go. I was ok with that...thank God it was not on the carpet again. So I went and pulled the hose out to spray the porch off, put the hose away, was heading back in when I noticed a box on the porch that needed to go out to the recycles. Just as turned, my foot slipped and down I went. I hit my bottom and right hip pretty good. I could hear crack and pop and there were no 'Rice Krispies.' Immediately I cried out to God "Please Father keep me from serious injury. Please help me to be ok." So I slowly rose and there was no searing pain in the hip or back. Just to the butt. So long story short I have a beautiful purple bruise on my bottom and my upper thigh. I am quite proud of the bruise because I have never been one to bruise. I have injured myself very badly in the past and only had a slight scrape. At least a bruise shows what you feel which is pain. So tonight, it hurts but nothing I can't handle. I am thankful I can walk, bend, sit, move. Sleeping might be a chore. Tomorrow will be a new day. I ask you to pray I do not suffer any side effects and I just continue to heal. There is no time for the weak. Only the strong survive. I am so thankful I have "Junk in the Trunk" or boy i don't think my joints or bones would have had a chance.

My therapy today included holding CJ for hours. I was able to feed him, kiss him, change him, and just enjoy him. He is just perfect. Him and his mommy spent the afternoon with the kids and I. It was bliss....well except for needing to share with his aunts. They had to hold him and have their kisses and hugs too.

I have come across many blogs the last two days. There are some amazing Godly women out there. I am thankful they too want to share their life. They want to share their faith. The fellowship of believers has taken on a new aspect for which I am thankful. To read about a Mom who struggles because her kids keep fighting or how the 'girls' bathroom is a female version of a boys locker room and dealing with throw up and so on....just keeping it real. It's such a blessing to me. It encourages me by allowing me to see it's not that I am failing as a Mom, others have the same struggles. They also share deeper aspects of life. Be it spiritual or world affairs.

God is amazing. How life keeps shoving crap into our faces and yet God gives us peace to stand firm. He gives us guidance to make a difference. He gives us Love to make changes.

Psalm 67
1 May God be gracious to us and bless us and make his face shine upon us,
2 that your ways may be known on earth, your salvation among all nations. 3 May the peoples praise you, O God; may all the peoples praise you. 4 May the nations be glad and sing for joy, for you rule the peoples justly and guide the nations of the earth. Selah
5 May the peoples praise you, O God; may all the peoples praise you. 6 Then the land will yield its harvest, and God, our God, will bless us. 7 God will bless us, and all the ends of the earth will fear him.

Tuesday, August 19, 2008

The 'baby' J

Good Ol' Oregon. The weather has cooled and we have had some rain. I LOVE Oregon!!! The Western part that is.
I wanted to post This picture of my oldest Son J when I wrote his birthday post on the 17th, but I was unable to locate it in time. Now that the weather has cooled I had more energy to look for it. Normally I keep it in his baby book, but with the wedding last year I had it out and hadn't put it back. 'My bad'
P.S. This baby was born to a blonde haired, fair skinned, blue eyed Mom and a red headed, fair skinned, hazel eyed dad. Genetics are a funny thing....I guess the little bit of Native American in me kicked in. Both him and his auburn haired sister have brown eyes. Go figure!
Here he is....or should I say was 23 years ago.........what a doll.

Sunday, August 17, 2008

My First Treasure

Today my heart is filled with joy and a tinge of sadness. Today is my baby boy's 23rd birthday. I am filled with joy because he has turned into a wonderful, kind, dedicated, and Godly man. He is a joy to my heart. He is also the one who recently gave me a beautiful and precious biological grandson. How precious they both are to me.
As I share my feelings about my son, understand I know that we belong to God the Father. I know my son was a gift to me. He was given to me to love and to raise into a young man. What I am sharing is my heart. I recognize that God created James. God loves J unconditionally. God has plans for his life. God died on the cross for him. God will guide him all the days of his life, even after I have gone. Just so you know...that I know....
My son James changed my heart forever. I loved my parents, I loved my husband but never had my heart experienced the love I felt the very first time I laid my eyes on my newborn son. The love and joy poured from the form of tears. I fell, for the first time, madly...deeply in love. He was the most beautiful baby in the world. He was more precious to me than life itself. I could not get enough of him.
He was born by C'section at 11:57 p.m. in an operating room in Eugene Oregon. They wrapped him before bringing him behind the cloth that separates your head from the rest of your body. Those who have had c'sections know what I mean. The midwife who attended to me, along with my husband, held him down for me to kiss his cheek. I was the first one to ever kiss him. I was the first one to love him with my whole heart.
Due to a reaction to the anesthesia I was not able to see my son until the next morning. I could barely move. I could barely talk but I managed to get my call light, mumble that I wanted to see my baby and within minutes there he was. Beautiful. Peaceful. Mine! There was no hat on his head this time. All I could see was beautiful THICK black hair. More than I had ever seen on any baby in our family. Him and I shared a hospital room for 4 looooong days. But now that I look back, I would take those days again. If I could step back in time, I would go back to that stark white hospital and hold my 6.9lb son. I would kiss him, hold him, sing to him and know that at that moment he was ALL mine.
As he grew he loved snakes, bugs, lizards, video games, Ninja Turtles, playing sports, and Pepsi (and still does). He didn't always want to help me trim bushes or clean up fall droppings but he would obey and then we would have a great time together.
I have never been disappointed in my son. There were a few times when he made choices that made me angry or sad but NEVER disappointed. I did not spoil him, but I did adore him. I gave him as much as I was capable. He has given me more in return than he will ever know.
There was a time when I was a single Mom and he was in High School football and I was sitting in the freezing bleachers all alone (my parents had my other 3 younger kids) that I thought to myself "This is MY son and for him I am here and for him I am thankful to have this opportunity to share in his life. Right now he is ALL mine." He wasn't awarded medals or honors or whatever, but he was a kind and respectful young man. I would received endless praise about.
My heart was sad when he decided to drop out of college but I did not get angry at him. I knew, like me, he had to find his own way.
He met a young woman and fell in love and since then he is no longer mine. He married that beautiful Christian woman , she took his heart. As well as it should be....scripture says. BUT NOW?.....he has given me that precious little creation called a grandson. I will make new memories. I will love and adore that new little baby boy. I will have moments that will be just for me. Moments when C will be ALL mine.
Though J will never be mine again, I do have one thing no one can take from me...I have the memories of that tiny little baby boy born in Eugene Oregon. I have the memories of him giving me kisses as a toddler. I have the memories of the beaming proud little boy with a 5ft long Bull snake wrapped around his arm. I have the memories of him waving at me from the football field. I have the memories of his tears on the day he was baptized as an adult. I have MANY MANY memories, and in my memories THAT little boy...THAT young man...will always be ALL mine!

Happy Birthday my boy! I love you with all my heart!!!

Saturday, August 16, 2008

Birthday Boy

Ahhhh, this is my precious Kyler (Ky for short). He is a treasure to my heart. He is my first grandson. He is not my biological grandson but he is the grandson of my heart. I am his Nana. He loves me...I mean my house because I have trains that run directly behind it. He is the greatest train lover I have ever met in my life. They live in Eastern Oregon so I see them once to twice a year. Not enough but Mommy does stay in contact.
Ky has a little sister named Kaylee (Ka for short) and a baby sister on the way. She will be delivered on September 12th.

Anyways, yesterday was Ky's SIXTH birthday. They were heading to the mountains to go camping and he was VERY excited. So here is my boy Ky. So handsome, so sweet, and such a blessing to my life.

Happy Birthday Buddy!

Problems or Purposes

Oregon is in the middle of a heat wave....ok, I know it's only day 3 but that is 3 days TOOOO long. I went to bed last night and the thermostat on my living room wall read 88. I get up this morning and the thermostat reads 83, that's with 2 air conditioners running all night. One at each end of the house. So I sit here, whining about how miserable it is and thinking about the shower I am going to go and take. Then my healthy kids will rise and want their breakfast. They will put on a set of clean clothes. They in turn will whine about what to do today. I will throw a load of laundry into the washing machine. My husband is at work. I may or may not make my bed (it's a great place to drop when I get's by the ac) and I will just go about living today. Considering our financial woes. Wondering about friends who are struggling with issues. Curious if my 'adult' kids are doing ok. Pray for all the above and much more and feeling a little 'whelmed' with life. Pretty pathetic. My kids are not starving. We have fresh running water. I have a home, clothing, car, and enough material items to fill 3 second hand stores and yet I will whine about the heat. Whine about this and that.
I received a 'fwd' via e-mail this morning. I almost deleted it without reading it but for some reason decided to give it a look-see. Probably one of those God moments that we tend to overlooks because it's so subtle.

Here is a part of it, it's a quote from Rick Warren, author of Purpose Driven Life:
"No matter how good things are in your life, there is always something bad that needs to be worked on. And no matter how bad things are in your life, there is always something good you can thank God for."
"You can focus on your purposes, or you can focus on your problems."

BING! My purposes, not my problems. To show others the love of Jesus. To raise my kids (including "orphans") with love and grace. To teach these kids about the Love of Jesus. To bless others with music., there will be other purposes in my future. Life is ever changing. Some of those purposes are only a glimmer in my heart. Some of those purposes can't be fulfilled yet. And yet....we never know if one of our purposes in this world will be fulfilled through our death.
Always keeping our heart/eyes on Him. Daily seeking Him. Daily walking in that Grace and Mercy He gives so abundantly. Some of us need more of his mercy than others. I am one of those! I am not a good person. I am not a faithful Child of God. I am a sinner saved by Grace.... I am saved by the blood of the lamb. I walk in His mercy. Each day I die to self more and more. I put myself aside to try and be more like Jesus. I know me better than anyone (aside from God who knows me better than I know myself). I know I am not the person I was. I know I am not the person I should be. I know I am not the person I want to be. I know I am the person God Loves and He will continue to love me. He will daily give me His Grace and Mercy. The day I am complete and become who God directed me to become, will be the day I enter 'glory.'
Until then, I will learn to whine less. I will learn to work harder. I will learn to love unconditionally. I will learn to keep my mouth shut. I will learn to trust God in ALL things. I will learn to have faith through the darkest, scariest, hardest trials. I will learn that good and bad will be a constant parallel in my life. I will learn to focus on my purpose and not my problem. I will learn!
So, what is your purpose in this life? Are you learning???..........................

Friday, August 15, 2008

Papa Larry

Papa Larry (PL when referring to Grandpa and L when referring to my hubby) finally met the new grand baby last night. Funny how tiny C looks when PL picked him up. Mommy and Daddy came over for dinner last night. It was hot and miserable. Didn't stop me from holding the baby and burning the ground beef....oh well...I have my priorities! I know how quickly these baby's grow and I want to enjoy every second.

For those of you who are not Western Oregonians or don't know much about us, when temps get over 85 we begin to melt. There are a few transplants who love it but for those of us either born here or have lived here most of our lives, it's a killer. We hit 101 yesterday and it will probably be higher today. I can take 1 day of it and even 2 days with a little whining....but I sure hope that's all I have to endure. The house builds the heat up and it's not easy cooling it down. My girls are making plans to escape to Grandma's house (Central Air...not that they need that excuse) and we are making plans to have the little ones play in the sprinkler. Me? I would love to lay in my room and let our little window AC blow cool air over me....but I doubt that will happen.

I do pray for those who do not have means for cooling down. For those who are housebound. I pray God would give them relief. I pray also for those hard working people who either have to work outside in the heat or inside with no AC. My eldest son would be one of those working indoors with no AC if he wasn't on paternity leave.

Time to turn off this hot air blowing machine...and I'm not referring to myself!

May The Lord Bless you and Keep you and make His face to shine upon you and give you peace.

Thursday, August 14, 2008


As for the dentist appointments, they went great. The kids were fantastic. As for the dentist....well not as gentle and compassionate as I was hoping for in a Pediatric dentist but should do a good job. The office was set up great. LB has perfect teeth and MK on the other hand has a mouth full of issues. Several of which can not be saved. Thank God she is young and we still have hope for her permanent teeth. Poor girl. So we will have several appointments in the near future and several visits from the tooth fairy.

'Creature Feature' The Test

I had a test today and I believe I passed. Let me set the scene. I had planned to go to our public library today with my kids. Thought we would check out a couple of books, go down the street to the Fairview City Park and I would read while they played on the play structures. As I was standing at the desk getting library cards for the two little ones, one of the librarians said "I am off to go and help the Reptile Man." Her and another librarian had a short discussion about passing out fliers to the event. I kept my head down, fumbling in my purse when I briefly looked up and the woman who was about to head out the door said, the Reptile Man will down at the park at 2 and he will have 'hands on' creatures and he is a great teacher and blah blah blah. Then the other librarian hands me the flier. I quickly look at the clock and it's 1:30. So I head back to my kids in the reading area and know...deep down in my heart, that place that Mom's have reserved for their kids. That place which tells them, "the kids would love it" "it won't hurt you to take them" "it's for the sake of the kids." you know that place! You know, that same place that says give a 2 yr old an ice cream cone on a hot day even if they are wearing a new outfit. So we check our books out and head to the park. I text my Son J (my snake loving, bug loving, anything creepy crawling loving little boy who happens to be inside a mans body and at home with his new baby son) about the 'Reptile Man.' We all adjourn at the park and I pick a nice shaded area at the back of the small crowd. I must say the 'Reptile Man' actually known as was VERY entertaining and educational. I even found myself saying (in regards to a Viper) wow...that is pretty. kids were thrilled. From the little 4 yr old to the 23 yr old. They were able to see a python, a King Cobra, different lizards, a rattle snake and a Barking Gecko. Yes...barking. It was a little thing with a big bark and a nasty bite. On his website you can see pictures of the creatures he brought. He didn't have the 'gator' or the legless lizard or the turtle but he had enough to entertain.

The kids were able to wear (yes, I said wear) a milk snake around their neck (ewwww) get kissed on the nose by a blue tongued Skink, and hold and pet an Albino Python. Also, my son J dared me to the touch the python....I couldn't let him win that dare. I had to show him I can do what I set my mind to. So I touched it. I touched it's belly....far away from it's head. For anyone who doesn't like snakes or bugs or know that electrical shock you get when you see one or touch one....well I will tell you the current was running strong yesterday. From my finger tip to my shoulder to my heart!!! All within a split second.

I didn't have my camera with me but I will post a few pics I took with my phone. My son J did get some good pics though.

So, yesterday I passed the was just a pop quiz...but I passed with flying colors. I love my kids.

Tuesday, August 12, 2008

What a hassle

So it's not enough to take kids you have never met, know NOTHING of their past or their future but never less take them into your home to love them and care for their basics needs. You are also required to usher them to various appointments. Ok, I accept ALL that but the hassle truly comes from trying to get the paperwork needed in order to take care of their basic needs. Yes, I am speaking of the State. I don't blame the people themselves because I worked for the American Red Cross for MANY years and I understand how insane it is working within a system that only cares about the 'buck.' Those 'bucks' belonging only to those you never see. The ones making triple digit incomes. The ones who have to make up changes and rules in order to give them job security. It ALWAYS amazed me when management was REQUIRED to show change. To come up with ideas that would cut costs (though the senior mgt. never cut their wages or their travel expenses or retreat expenses) and how to cut staff and how to make the systems within each department reflect so called improvement. All it did was keep staff stressed and used more money to make the required changes. Something as simple as changing titles every few months. It was ridiculous and yet it caused such havoc. Taking regulated documents and changing titles required months of work, tons of signatures and at least a small forest of trees. SOOOoooo, I understand that caseworkers are not totally to blame...though I do know for a fact several things have fallen through the cracks because of the one these kids are assigned to. For 4 weeks I was on the phone almost daily checking up on paperwork, setting appointments, and asking questions. Dare I say I think things may have smoothed out? I have the necessary medical cards for them now....or at least for this month. Appointments have been set. LB is on WIC (WIC is one of the most amazing programs. They are organized, friendly, and actually offer services that are truly helpful.>
Today will be the foster kids first (of many I am afraid)dentist appointment. MK already said she is scared of dentists and screamed the last time she went. Oh joy! I have assured her I will not let them hurt her and this is a new dentist who I am sure is VERY gentle with kids. "Please God, let him be gentle with kids." He does after all only accept the Oregon Health Plan for foster kids. That says something about his nature.
The state called to place an almost two year old. It was oh so tempting...but I had to say no for now. I have to get these kids leveled out first. I think I saw the little one at the DHS office the other day. It's a good thing I said no before I saw her. What a little doll. Oh my gosh. We will most likely have one more child placed, when the time is right. When I have my nose above water that is. probably thought I couldn't blog without mentioning my beautiful new grand baby...well you are right....I couldn't!!!!

Sunday, August 10, 2008

At home now

The new family is resting at home now. I have had some contact with them via text messaging today but I am trying to leave them alone and let them have their space and family time. Ems Mom is bringing dinner for them so they are taken care of there. Pray for health for them and wisdom. I hear C wore a preemie outfit home. One we bought for him. It is a shorts and tank top outfit. They sent me a pic and he looked adorable....of course! It's hard being a new parent but even harder being a new grand parent. At least when the baby was mine I could hold it when I wanted and do what I thought was best for the baby. This hands off stuff is tough! Hands off and mouth shut! After all....I don't know very much I only gave birth to 4 babies....what could I possibly know!?!?! To be perfectly honest, so far that feeling other people told me about hasn't hit. That "it's better being a grandparent" stuff. So far I don't agree but time will tell. Maybe it's when the baby gets older. I will let you know.
Right now I am thankful Mommy and baby are well and at home.

More beauties to share....

I have permission from the state caseworker to post pictures of my foster children. Which is great because now you have faces to go along with the prayers and also they are such a part of our life it's hard for me to share photos of the family that doesn't have them included. So here they are....The girl is MK and the boy is LB.

They are a blessing to me. They have a tough road to walk so please pray for them. For what they have been through, they are happy and well balanced. They have learned to pray over their meals and MK has the majority of the 'Lords Prayer' memorized. Pray their Dad stays a constant in their life (through visitation) and their Mom would get the help she needs and she would allow the Lord to intervene and give her eyes to see what is important. They have not had a visit with her since they were placed with us and she is the primary parental role to them. They love their parents very much. Pray for healing for all 4 of them.
Here they are .......

Saturday, August 9, 2008

Friday, August 8, 2008

Introducing .......

My new Grandson
' Carter'

7lbs 13oz

20 inches long


He is beautiful, sweet, and the newest treasure in my life!!!

Thursday, August 7, 2008

Happy Birthday Dad!!!

Today is a special day in our family. Today is my Dad's 75th Birthday. Seventy Five! He walks several miles a day and he collects the neighbors newspapers for recycling and he collects the family's cans and bottles for refund. He does the cans and bottles because we don't like to and he gets to keep the money! Good deal!

My dad came from 'hard' stock and a rocky childhood. His dad died very young leaving a young widow with 5 kids. Born and raised in Oklahoma, he met my mom when he was 19 and they soon married. They have been married ever since and have born and raised 6 kids. We moved to Oregon in 71' He has always provided for his family. Me being the youngest of the 6 had it easier with him. Men of his generation ruled with an iron fist and so my older siblings got the brunt of young testosterone and misguided rules of discipline so my view of our dad is much different than theirs. But all the kids are good citizens and we gave him a 'passel' of grand kids and great grand kids. I can't recall history as well as some in my family and just this evening I read an e-mail from my brother (whom our family calls Bub) where he gives tribute to our I will post his e-mail. He is much more gifted in the history aspect of our family. I don't agree with the comment regarding immortality but I understand the point he is making.

Thanks Bub.

As some of you know by now I have been, attempting, to acknowledge the birthday of members of my family. Well today is my Dad's birthday. I never talk about women's ages (one of my 3 no topics), however, today my Dad turned 75. Now for a little history, some of which Dad will let me know is wrong. But, that is his job as my Dad.
My Dad was born Edward Lee Morris in Locust Grove Oklahoma in 1933. His father, James Morris, was working as a Ranch Hand (Cowboy has always been a term of derision among Ranch people) at one of the local ranches. He was the 3rd child. His Father and Mother (Anga Emmaline Casey Morris) were from the northwestern corner of Arkansas. Arkies as they were called, those who took the place of all those Okies who headed off to California during the depression. Through the Casey Family, my father is a 10th generation Irish American (Abner Casey immigrated to Virginia from Ireland in 1710). A couple of years later they would move to Douthat Oklahoma, where his two younger brothers were born. My grandfather would pass away (at the age of 39) in 1948 of a rare form of Diabetes. My Dad would attend the Picher School system where he would graduate in 1952. He had also been working part time jobs in order to help the family make it through those really tough times after my grandfather passed. I remember my father working for the Petit Mop Factory in Miami Oklahoma and later the Glenn Berry Manufacturing Co. (textile mill, mostly military clothing contractors) of Commerce Oklahoma. He taught me how to hunt, fish, put up paneling (which was big in the 60's) and how to lay down material, mark it and set it up for cutting. And, how to be a general laborer. I call it that as he taught me how to learn to do any and everything that deals with the home. He also stressed education, which I despised until later when I went to college. My Dad is one of the last of the old Hard Men. Not necessarily a mean man, just hard. He had to be hard, being able to work 12 - 14 hour weeks, 6 days a week. Because there is a family involved. However, there was a side to my dad that most people never understood. He taught me how to appreciate politics, believe what they do, not what they say. How to understand History in its real context and not as we want it to be. I think I finally saw it hit him at my nephew and nieces wedding last year, when he finally saw all the family in one place, what he had actually accomplished in his life. Not the money, or any of his possessions. But, in the large number of Descendants he has. Children, Grandchildren & Great-grandchildren. For those of you who have never seen them all in one place, lucky you. I was born and raised around rednecks (some of me is still one), talk about scaring even me. But, I could see a little bit of him in all of them. And, that is how we really achieve immortality. So, when all is said and done, My Dad is just an old Okie. And, I will not go into all that I remember about my Dad, because this email would be measured in pages and pages and pages.
So, let us all raise our glasses and toast my old man, my Dad. HAPPY Birthday.

Edward Lee Morris Jr.

Yes...Happy Birthday Dad! I love you!

Wednesday, August 6, 2008

Happy Birthday to a Dear Friend

Happy (belated by 1 day) Birthday to my Sister in Christ, friend, and fellow Blogger, Heather Friesen. I hope and pray you were blessed beyond words on your special day. You are a true gift to all those around you!
'May the Lord Bless You and Keep and Make His Face to Shine Upon You and Give you Peace.'

Tuesday, August 5, 2008

Almost time....

I took my daughter in-law in for her OB appointment and a 'Non stress-test' to see how the baby is doing. She is only 2 days past her due date but the medical world starts to pressure and panic. She is going to a midwife but she is for sure not the kind of midwife I am use to. Offering a lot of medical intervention. Anyways, the baby's heart is staying steady but that concerned them because they wanted to see it get stimulated...long story short, ultra sound showed baby is fine, placenta is fine, amount of fluid fine. So I went out to the waiting room while they conducted the internal exam and they (mommy and daddy) came out with the news that Em is 4cm dilated and the midwife "stripped" her membranes. Sooooooo it could be tonight or tomorrow I will be making a trek to the hospital. They did make an appointment for her to admitted to the hospital on Friday for induction. I don't think she will make it that long....I am hoping she doesn't. I hate that they interfere so much and pressure Mom's to have the baby NOW! I hope her body does it on it's own. I am excited however to see him. I can not wait to hold him, kiss him, and pray over him. You will be seeing pictures soon! We are waiting baby Carter.....

It's in the mail

I did it. It's in the mail. The letter notifying our district of our intent to Home School our children. Multnomah County had a link for a template you could use, so I did. Fast and easy...just fill in the blanks, sign and date and Viola!

As I stated in a previous post, "One Day at a Time Sweet Jesus," I won't be using a curriculum this year for home school but I will be using work books for Math. Math is my weak area and I need the help in order to teach my girls. I found work books, of all places, at Walgreens. They had lower level and grade level for my girls. They were 2.99 each and will work just fine. Funny how a small purchase like that can remove about half a ton of weight off the shoulders. We bought some school supplies for cheap and I am beginning to feel we are ready to set sail. Well almost. I do need to carve out some time to make somewhat of a schedule. I say somewhat because I don't believe we will be following a schedule but for my own sake I need a plan. I need to have some guidance for myself. I have started a list of places we will visit. I have also started a list of books we will read. Having a little one home will change things some from the original plan but it will work out fine.
Now to decide on a date to start 'School.' My public school kids will be starting September 3rd and September 4th....we may just wait til September 8th. Start on a Monday. Sounds good, we will see.

Sunday, August 3, 2008

Oregon Children Needing Homes

About 2 times a week I check the Northwest Adoption Exchange Waiting Children website to see the faces of those precious little kids who are suffering the consequences of the sins of their parents. I look at them so I can pray for them. I am sure it's not all the kids in Oregon needing a family but the amount on this website is just heartbreaking.
Please take a look at the website. Look at the eyes of the innocents. Look into your heart. See if God would lead you to give them a home and a family.
As of today on the NWAE website there are:
  • 92 Kids
  • 57 Cases

of which There are:

  • 10 sets of 2 siblings
  • 7 sets of 3 siblings
  • 1 set of 4 siblings
  • 2 sets of 5 siblings

On the NWAE website you can also see kids in Washington, Idaho, and Alaska who are in need of a family.

Getting through the darkness

Tonight I feel a little at a loss. There are some problems with several family members ranging from, hours being cut back at work, no job, vehicles breaking down, evictions from their home, depression, alcoholism, ...and probably more I know nothing about. Sometimes it feels there is so much to pray about I just don't even know where to start. I feel I could pray for hours and not cover it all. But I am made of flesh and I am weak and I find it hard to pray continually throughout the day for others. I get caught up in my own dismay. This is why time goes by so quickly. Just think how painful it would be if time drug on slowly. If we had what felt like and extra hour a day to deal with this world, to carry others burdens, how exhausting it would be?!?! This world, just as the bible foretold, is spiraling into darkness. Watch the news. How I wish it was different but I can not blame Eve oh and Adam. I too and ridden with Sin. I'm not so sure a snake could tempt me ( I HATE snakes) but I am sure I would have been tempted with false wisdom and I also know for a fact I would have been one of the ones in the dessert whining about having to eat manna AGAIN. I know my short comings, my weakness' and they are at times overwhelming. But I also know the Savior and He has never given up on me. He has loved me, he teaches me, he forgives me, and he will continue to guide me through this darkness to become a better person, to become more like HIM. I don't know how unbelievers live in this age without HIM.
"my own dismay..." what do I have to complain about. I am sooo blessed. I have all i need and more. There are so many who have little to nothing. Those dying of disease and watching their children die. Those who have no food or water. Those who have no home. Those who have no family. Which brings me to my next post....I want it separate from this one......

Saturday, August 2, 2008

Summer Fun & Contemplation

Well I survived the last couple of days. I do feel weary tonight but it's not just the activities that make me tired. Marriage, finances, spiritual battles. Raising the kids is the easy part.

We enjoyed our trip to the zoo though it rained the entire time we were there. I am thankful though, it was a light rain and it wasn't 95 degrees or higher. I will take the rain over the heat anytime.

The zoo is hosting an event called 'Dinosaurs.' It was pretty fun though not all that informative, at least not for us. I feel like we ran through it. The kids were so excited to see the next one and the next one.....and so on. The greatest being the T-Rex of course which had a loud roar. The little ones didn't get scared though. They also had a small tented area set up for "digging for fossils." they REALLY liked that. It was large sand boxes and they used magnifying glasses and paint brushes to look for the fossils. They were able to keep one fossil, which consisted of broken shells and teeth from....well I'm not sure what and probably don't want to know. But each child found one and they were thrilled to keep their prize. About the scariest part for the kids was the "fog" we had to walk through. At one point there was very dense fog with sound effects. They were almost too scared to walk through it, but we made it and found there was nothing to be scared of at all. There was nothing but fog. lol

I am very curious right now. There seems to be a shift in the spirit realm. The way God interacts with believers. I tend to think it's just me but then through conversations and observations it doesn't appear to just be me. I don't even know how to put it into words. I do know my spirit feels differently. Without even saying more, I would appreciate those of you who feel the same 'something' to write me.

God our Savior is the same yesterday, today and forever . I know He does not change, but I do believe, because of biblical history, He changes how he interacts with HIS creation. He is still the Almighty and He is seeing His plans through. I pray for HIS strength, HIS Grace, and HIS Mercy to sustain me through these times in order to fulfill His plans for my life and the lives of my children and Grandchildren.

Hebrews 13

15Through Jesus, therefore, let us continually offer to God a sacrifice of praise—the fruit of lips that confess his name. 16And do not forget to do good and to share with others, for with such sacrifices God is pleased.