In the beginning, JD adamantly only wanted two children. I thought that four would be perfect. Once we caught God's vision of putting orphans into families, our plan was multiplied by God. We are currently blessed with 12 children; five biological, six adopted and one more waiting in Ethiopia. Our first adoption was from the U.S., the next three were from Liberia, West Africa, and our last two were from Ethiopia. We are supporting our 12th child in Ethiopia after her adoption could not pass court.

Friday, February 17, 2012

Good Morning!

I'm only not naming this post "It's a Glamorous Life" because I've used that title before - it would totally fit! I pulled myself out of bed at 5:40 to meet my friend at the gym. By Friday I'm pretty exhausted and don't really feel like going, but I go anyway. I got dressed and headed to the kitchen for my customary water and banana. As I rounded the corner, I heard James and Ben's voices in the living room. As I was about to send them back to bed, I discovered that they were up because Ben felt sick and they decided the best place to wait out the vomit was on the living room couch, far from a bathroom and without a bowl.

Once I set Ben up on the school couch, next to the bathroom, he started throwing up. The wild thing was that in between he acted like a hyper little kid and was jumping around the couch instead of acting sick. I'm yet to figure that out since I usually feel very bad between vomiting rounds!

As I was texting my friend to cancel on her last minute, Julia showed up to announce that she had wet the bed. I put her in the bathtub and headed down-stairs with the bedding. I decided to be efficient once I realized that Elijah's little 4-wheeler battery needed charging and slid out the back door to grab it real quick. Of course, I locked myself out and had to run around to the front in the dirt to get back in. I was thrilled to discover that JD hadn't locked the front door since he assumed I was heading out right behind him this morning. I envisioned having to beat on the front door for a while before someone heard me. 

By noon, James and Tori had joined Ben in the sick line-up, but by dinner they changed their minds, ate and went back to running around. I was planning on taking the youngest three for pictures, but left Tori since she was possibly sick. I did get cute pictures of Julia and Elijah that I will scan and post tomorrow. 

To hold you over in the picture department, I present my stupid, stupid cat, Lucy, who decided to take a nap on the turkey platter that was cleaned and awaiting putting away. I have a squirt bottle and I know how to use it, but it barely slows her down. 

Here's Elijah when I told him that he was going to have BARE feet in the picture; he immediately got excited and wanted me to show him the BEAR feet and asked if they had claws. When I tried to explain, he cried and requested that he wear the Pooh suit in the picture since Pooh is at least a bear even if he doesn't have claws. Turns out that the Pooh suit doesn't even have feet; this picture is Elijah analyzing if it is going to pass or he is going to engage in another round of crying for bear feet. (In the end, I distracted him with side-walk chalk.)


Some Saturdays I go to the gym, but tomorrow I am sleeping in as long as there is no vomit or urine to interrupt my plan. 


  1. i cant help but laugh. i'm sorry & at the same time i totally understand.

    what i really love in the picture with Elijah is that he has on 1 glove &/or 1 sock on the other hand? hilarious. i love Elijah!

  2. Ok, Wendy, those are both gloves - they just aren't a pair. But repeat after me...it doesn't really matter if gloves or socks match.
    Love, Jen