I just ordered the "unfolding" shirt at Wild Olive. I'm so excited, and the proceeds benefit a really great charity to top it off! Have you ordered a Wild Olive Tee yet? What are you waiting for?
I got an e-mail from Adoptive Families magazine today regarding a movie that is being released with a VERY disturbing message regarding adoption. To read the e-mail click here, and do your part to express your outrage at the message this movie is sending regarding orphans and children who have been adopted.
6 years and 45ish minutes ago I became a mom.
It's hard to believe that my sweet, funny, beautiful boy is 6 years old already. It is my absolute privilege to be his mom- it is the best job I've ever had. I just love his obliviousness, his sweetness, his goofiness, and his carefree attitude. I love to watch him bloom into his own person. I am truly blessed to have been given such a priceless gift from God. I'm thankful every day.
The first picture I sent out of him:
1 year old:
2 years old:
3 years old:
4 years old:
5 years old:
6 years old:
And just for fun:
First of all, Scot would like me to mention that he fixed the garbage disposal correctly the first time. It was so uneventful it seems silly I was worried. :) I've apologized for my lack of faith.
Secondly, if we ever order take out, Scot won't ever got to pick it up. I always have to be the one to do it. Why? Well, Scot struggles with the fact that when the print out the credit card slip there is a line for "Tip:". I have explained to him that this is just the way it is printed in restaurants and that for take out, no tip is required. But, he just can't stand in front of someone, draw a line through that, fill out the slip and go. I guess I'm heartless like that. I never even thought twice about it before Mr. Find-Things-To-Over-Think pointed it out to me. Well, tonight he actually went to pick up our food, but no sooner was he in the car with it than he was calling me to say ask me if I am sure that he isn't supposed to tip for take out.
It seems obvious to me that you don't tip for take out- there is no service required for take out. But, I'm asking. Besides, if you paid cash, you wouldn't tip for take out. Tips are only for dine-in when a server is serving you.
Can I get a witness? Please.
And just for fun, a picture of my favorite guy in "China". Wishful thinking.
ETA: I guess that's actually my two favorite guys in the picture! :)
PS- I am working on Part 1 of our story, it's coming.....soon.
.....to check this out:
I attended the summit last year, and while It encouraged and equipped me as a leader, what I took away from it was MUCH more personal. I was challenged to take my walk with Christ to a deeper level- to start putting hands and feet to what I believe. The speakers were riveting and I really learned SO much. I loved the speakers so much that I bought 4 books (written by 4 of the different speakers) because I wanted to hear more. Have you ever heard Bill Hybels preach? That alone was worth the time and money! (Although, you'll go away from it changed.....don't say I didn't warn you.) There were also 5 other speakers I would LOVE to hear again!
You won't regret the time or money to attend, and there is most likely a satellite location near you. (I didn't go to Chicago, I went to a satellite location about 35 minutes from here.)
Check it out- and let me know if you decide to go, because we'll have LOTS to talk about afterwards.
Scot is working on fixing our garbage disposal. He's a hire-it-out kind of guy, so I asked him if he knew what he was doing.
"What's the worst that can happen?" was his response.
Um.......I don't know, but I saw enough episodes of Home Improvement in my day to have several ideas!
Wish him (me) luck.
Sawyer was chosen at Dis*ney Hollywood Studi0s for Jedi Trianing. He was so excited, and I was so thrilled for him. It's really such a small thing, but such a BIG thing for him. He seemed to get a little nervous as he waited for his turn to fight Darth Vadar, but then he did GREAT.
He was the only kid who was then cornered by the Storm Troopers. The "Jedi Master" told him to "use the force". I didn't know what that meant, but Sawyer didn't even miss a beat. He was BEAMING afterwards. Then burst into tears at the thought of going on the St@r Wars ride. Go figure.
Chloe wanted nothing to do with any of the characters except the princesses. She was beside herself with joy each time she saw or met one. I love her shy little smile in these pictures. For whatever reason, I think Snow White was her favorite. I don't think she's ever seen the movie.
At the princess breakfast, she made a point to tell each of the princesses that, "Sawyer doesn't like you." (He refused to be in any picture containing a princess.) After she said that to Snow White, Sawyer told her through clenched teeth, "Chloe, you don't have to tell them all that!!"
Something about the joy that Dis*ney brings out in your kids that makes it a really fun place to be- even if you are drenched in sweat from the 100 degree heat and have blisters from walking so much. You're happy anyway. Oh, if only we could be more like that in life.
For the second year in a row, I'll be having a EXTRA special Mother's Day. I'll be enjoying brunch in a castle with princesses and then making a brief visit to China. I'm not sure I'll ever have this kind of treatment on Mother's Day again!
So, to all my favorite moms who continually inspire, encourage, advise, and set an example for me, I hope you have a wonderful day!
It's hard to know where to begin this story really. There are hints of it back to 4th grade or in the early part of our marriage. But, I can only realize those parts now looking back. I suppose the story sort of begins in November/December of 2005.
If you didn't already know, Rebecca, the uber-talented blog designer, mom-to-five, and all-around great person is back to designing blogs after a hiatus to travel to China to bring Owen home.
Good news: Chloe has finished potty training herself. (I highly recommend this method, by the way. It is quite stress-free.) She simply announced one day she wanted to pee on the potty. "Yeah, right", I thought but I put her on the potty anyway and that was that. Hardly another pee in the pull up from that moment on.