A Star Wars Birthday Party

We celebrated Biscuit's 6th Birthday with a Star Wars Party. The kids had

so much fun playing together and eating cake. Happy Birthday little boy!

Ready, Set, GO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

One year ago on this very day, I was standing in our hairdresser's shop, watching Tiger Lily get her hair cut. My phone rang. It was Ira. His words, "CCAI just called and asked if we could leave November 1 to get Miah!" I asked him what he told them, he said "Of course!" I desparately wanted to scream with JOY! This was just one day over 2 weeks away! If I thought I was generally unproductive (as far as normal life things) after LOA, I was certifiably unproductive now. All life seemed to grind to a stand still and EVERYTHING became pre-China details. Preparation for 3 weeks away from home for Ira, I and a new little one. Preparation for 3 weeks away from home for three little ones, at two different households. New currency, final payments, flights scheduled, checking, checking and re-checking official paperwork, clothes, computer, adapters, it went on and on and on. WOW. What an experience. We literally could not have managed all of the details without God's intervention. And so the story continues....................

One, Two, Three, Four, Five, SIX!

Six years ago this morning, we were introduced to our Biscuit! It's a BOY! I distinctly remember my first sight of him as he was brought around the operating table. Blondish fuzz and lighter skin than Tiger Lilly. He has been such a joy to watch growing up. He is every bit a boy. Literal-minded. Particular about what he will eat. Accomplished lego engineer. Aspiring guitar player. Pocketknife-carrying little boy. Precious. Happy, happy birthday Biscuit! We love you!

Happy Birthday Tiger Lilly!

You

are

so SPECIAL!

Our eldest daughter will turn 9 years old tomorrow. Nine years ago tomorrow a nine pound baby girl was placed in my arms. Blessed. She has grown up into a sensitive and talented young lady, who loves to read, play the piano and to scrapbook. We celebrated her birthday last weekend, with a scrapbook party. The girls had a BLAST! I couldn't have been more pleased. Happy, happy birthday, sweet girl.

Living the Dream

Ira and I were talking recently. We were discussing something about which we felt differently. I wanted one outcome, he another. The subject was serious and we both felt strongly, differently. I think, one day, I will tell this story. It is worthy of written words. Even though, I wanted what I wanted, what I fundamently wanted, was to honor God and my husband. I knew that Ira regretted not "letting" me have what I wanted. It came to me so clearly, then, as it does off and on. The realization of that One Thing was not the centerpiece of my hopes. My reality is this: I AM living THE DREAM. I literally could not ask for more. I am married to a man that wants to honor God and adores me. We believe in each other's dreams and passions. I am a mama. I have always wanted to be a mama. Four kids. Abundance. Our home, room to spare. A church home about which we are passionate. Opportunities to minister to young women. Scrapbooking. Reading. Living. God is Good, God is Great. Blessed be the name of the LORD.