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.

Tuesday, October 5, 2010

Guess Where We Went and Other Happenings

We had a scheduled field-trip this morning to the Fire Station. I feel like I'm drowning in work at home right now, but didn't want to miss letting Elijah see these trucks up close and personal. We saw one at Wal-Mart a few weeks ago and he has been anxiously awaiting our trip "to the fire truck's house." He was too shy to get in the truck, but let Alyssa stand with him for a picture. See the book in Alyssa's hand? I brought her to help me and on the long hall-way into the fire station, she was walking and reading! I had to tell her to not read while we were there.
Currently Elijah is asleep with his new fire-hat, from the station, right next to him. I had to talk him into taking it off to lay down. He is also wearing red socks on his hands that we have to call gloves. Why? Because in an adult version of a tantrum last week, I packed up all the hats and gloves and put them in the storage room, due to the hours I was spending a day putting new ones on Elijah. He was constantly frustrated that his fingers didn't reach the end of the big kid gloves, whined and pulled them off, then he would bring me a new pair and we would repeat the entire scenario. Now he has made due with red socks and if anyone dares call them socks, he yells, "No, gloves!" Poor little guy, I think I may dig around and find him a little person pair, in spite of the fact that I find it difficult to get all the fingers in the correct spot several times a day!

After the fire-house, I was helping the girls clean their room. I came across these two dolls. It turns out that the boy has sharpie-shorts on from Alyssa years ago. She has always been super-modest and didn't appreciate the naked Ken look. The doll on the left has paint tape on her face, because Tori told me that Julia likes to play with her, but her face "freaks her out," so Tori covered her face so that they could both be happy. Julia then said, "I don't really like her anymore either," so she's in the thrift store bag now.

I'm fuming about something I read on another blog, but I will address it another day, (or not if I calm down and decide that I shouldn't.) In the meantime, we all have to head to "town" for a few appointments.


  1. I love the dolls. That is so funny!

    The firehouse must have been awesome.

  2. Your posts are so hilarious. Sharpie pants? Genius. Tape over the face? Whatever works. Too funny.