Our Boys

A friend of mine pointed out there are no pictures of my boys yet. So I found one of my favorites. They are a year younger in this photo. They were playing dress up in Grandpa's shirts. They are all completely different in their personalities. Mario has a servants heart. He is a complete sweetheart, he will make a good husdand someday. Ian is our little comedian, he is guarenteed to catch you off guard and make you life. He's also very smart. Elijah is quiet unless he's mad. He has a very gentle spirit, he can get his feelings hurt easy. He will love you with his whole heart. So there they are my very handsome and loving boys.

My Bathroom Drama

So, I was reading my friend's blog about bathroom drama and how kids and husbands won't leave you alone when it's your turn for a shower. So true. Everytime I take a shower someones on the other side of the door saying things like:
"I need a drink"
" He hit me"
"she looked at me funny"
"I need in there, I have to go to the bathroom", by the way we have two bathrooms! So this can go on and on. Anyways, a couple of days ago Ian had me crackin'up laughing, here's our conversation. O, first I hear bang, bang, kick.kick,kick.
ME: "what do you want?"
Ian: " I can't put my stupid sock on!"
Me: "Tell dad to help you."
Ian: " I can't 'cause dad will tell me to put on my new socks, and I don't want to put on my new stupid socks I want to wear my old stupid socks!"
Me: "Are we a bit frustrated Ian?"
Ian: "No, I just can't put on my stupid sock."
So this is how things usually go around here when it's mom's turn to take a shower. Drama!Drama!Drama!

New Clothes

God has always provided clothes for our kids, which is an awesome blessing! Buying clothes is probably the hardest thing to do. It's not easy buying new wardrobes for six kids. Since Kalin was born I have bought her one outfit. She has boxes of clothes up to age four. My girls were in desperate need of pants, especially now that the cooler weather is coming. Plus we are going camping with our church Nov.6-9. They truly need long warm pants for this occasion. Well today my sister showed up with a ton of really nice clothes for my girls, especially pants!! A neighbor of hers gave her a bunch of girl clothes. She of course did not need size 6 so hallelujah we've got clothes! The bad part of this story is I totally have to repent. I've been whining and complaining for about 2 weeks now. Every time I have this huge pity party God completely blesses us beyond what we usually need. I should know by now God will take good care of his children. Maybe next time instead of complaining at God about what we need I will thank Him for what I know He will do.
Matthew 6:25-34

The Renissance Festival

Well, we're getting ready for the Renassaince Festival. Three more days to go. My three older children are very excited, my three younger are staying with Grandma, they're also excited! If's always fun at Grandma's. There is lots of candy, fun games, and LarryBoy! Ian and Elijah love larryboy, and pretty much any VeggieTales. So Grandma keeps full stock. Kalin has just started to realize how great Grandmaland truly is. When we pull up in the driveway she screams, "PaPa", yeah she knows whats coming, lots of candy and attention. The only downfall is I get to bring them home after all of that. oh, well I know their loved and they love it.
So, back to the Renissance Festival, the kids are siked. They've been learning about the people then, and the time they all went through. They all entered the coloring contest, and wrote short story's for the essay contest. My sister Kelly and her three boys will also be joining us. She homeschools as well. They also are wearing the costumes. Mario is a pirate, Maya is a princess, and Emily is a queen, yours truly ran out of money, for a costume so I'm trying to throw together a gypsy type costume. Anyway, i hope it's alot of fun. I will post pictures of our fieltrip hopefully this weekend.

Where did my baby go?

This is my youngest, my baby. Where did the time go? It seems like yesterday she was a newborn baby. The more kids you have the quicker the days and months seem to fly by. Kalin is 21mo. old today. She is talking really good, sometimes to good. She's also learning to say things I would rather not hear, like "go away, butthead!" Yes, my cute little curly headed girl says, no screams butthead. You can thank Ian and Elijah for that one. But she is also very cute and very funny. She loves to sing and dance. She is a total daddy's girl, and she is completely spoiled by her siblings. I thank God for her a lot. She was a blessing I was not looking for, but I am so glad I got.

My Girls

Okay, I finally figured out how to put pictures on here. Anyway, this picture was taken last year, when the girls told us everything. A couple months later their birthdays had come around, so we dressed them up as princesses and got their pictures taken. Afterwards we let them pick the restaraunt of their choice. They had a blast and felt beautiful and important all night. By the way Maya is on the right and Emily is on the left. They have both made so much progress and are shining more everyday!

Kalin and me on mother's day

My Emily

Those of you who know our family well, know that our girls went through a terrible time a couple of years ago. A young man did things to them that no little girl should ever go through, but sadly many do. They both went through counseling and have made huge improvements. Maya has been the stronger one in all of this. She has found healing in God at such a young age. She sings praise non stop and loves with her whole heart. Emily has had a much tougher road. When everything first happened she wet her pants a lot, after seeing her councelor she stopped doing so. She was the one who would scream out in her sleep for someone to get her. She slept with us for a good while. She does not trust very easily, especially men. Worst of all what breaks my heart the most is she became very timid and quiet, which is not like her at all. We have been praying over her alot and letting her talk about everything as much as she needs to. So, here comes the good part of this story. Recently I have seen an awome change in her. She has been a bit more bold. Sometimes she's a bit to sassy but I welcome it to a degree. She's letting Grandpa and other men in her life hug her again!
Two nights ago I took her to the store to pick out a princess dress, we're taking our kids to the Renissance Festival for the "school days", anyway I let her sit in front with me. She rolled down her window, cranked up the music and sang to at the top of her lungs. We had so much fun together we used our fists for microphones and pointed and winked at eachother. It was AWSOME!! She was totally laid back and was herself. Also she's been telling jokes and holding her head up high. It is so good to see my Emily again. I feel like I can take a deep breath once again. By the way it's been 20 months since everything was exposed. It's been a long hard road, and I know it"s not over, but now I'm starting to believe their going to be okay when the become adults. I'm so excited to see the true Emily again. She is a beautiful, awsome little girl!

The big day: more than the Rehearsal Dinner

This week has been avery long week. God has been dealing with me so much. The other day I stumbled onto a youtube video, about a girl's prophetic dream. I say stumbled God probably led me there, anyway she had a dream about going to a Rehearsal Dinner for her friends wedding. She was joyful and happy, at some point she dropped off the bridesmaids at the bride's house and went home. Realizing she missed the wedding she was sobbing and wailing and crying out. She said her wailings were unconsolible. They were unearthly and sounded demonic. She said she kept trying to tell herself "well at least I was a part of what was to come" But that was stupid because she had missed the most important day. So after saying this she said God gave her the interpertation. This dream is about the church. So many people are content with just being a part of the Rehearsal Dinner, they have walked from the intimacy with Jesus. They think they are going to the wedding but in reality it is not the truth. JESUS IS COMING BACK FOR A BRIDE NOT A WHORE!! When she said this I just started to bawl. Have Iwalked away from the intimacy with Jesus? Am I playing the part of a whore? I always seem to have an excuse, I'm tired, the kids, the house, a movie. I think it finally sunk in, God has woken me up, that this isn't a story we've heard all of our lives, this is reality. He is coming back for his bride, the signs are everywhere. We need to be so close to him. Let us not walk away from the intimacy, but let us be more intimate with our King.
I keep hearing this song in my heart.
I'm coming back to the heart of worship It's all about you Jesus. I'm sorry Lord for the thing I've made it for it's all about you Jesus.
Lord forgive us for all the times we are selfish. It's all about you and your kingdom, may we be your vessels for your Glory.Amen.

I have to say I am completely overwhelmed with my house lately. Ever since hurricane IKE my house has been completely out of order. A tree fell on our roof over the master bedroom. The room and the closets smell like mildew, so we had to move our bed and everything in the closets out into another room. Everything is so disorganized!! On top of that my day is so full that sometimes we fall behind on cleaning up. With this size of a family I can clean the night before and the house be clean when I go to bed and the very next it looks like I haven't cleaned in weeks. I feel like screaming at the top of my lungs. I feel like I will never be on top of things. Mario is always telling me I handle things better than I think. He's very encouraging, but when you look around and every room is a disaster you just want to sit down and cry.
By the way our roof will get fixed it's just a matter of time. So I guess I'll take a deep breath and start all over so I can do this again tomorrow. URGH!!

The Scissor Mystery

My brother and his wife came over tonight, they have 5 kids, so when we are together there are 11 crazy kids in all. I don't know what goes on in their little heads, but when they get together something crazy always seems to happen. Also the "i don't know" kid seems to always show up. He's invisible you know. Whenever we ask who did this? or who did that? It's always idon'tknow. So , tonight after my brother and his family leave, I look over at Elijah {my 3 yr. old} and his shirt has a huge cut in it. So here's our conversation:
ME: Elijah why did you cut your shirt?
ELIJAH: What? I didn't cut my shirt.
ME: Then who did Elijah.
ELIJAH: It was LoLo[my brother's 3 yr. old]
ME: Why did she have the scissors, you know you both aren't alowed to have scissors.
ELIJAH: She didn't mom, they fell down from the ceiling and she caught them, and then they cut my shirt!
ME: Is that so Elijah
ELIJAH: Yes mom she caught them, mom, she did!!!
ME: Okay Elijah I'm tired go to bed.

Well at least that idon't know kid didn't show up. But I gotta say LoLo's got one great catch at three!

"MY BOOBIES!"

So, I have to share this really funny story with all of you. My youngest child Kalin was a breastfed baby. My husband [who has the weirdest since of humor], ever since she was little has told her "get off the boob Kalin.'" Now I know other family's say mammas milk or something nicer I'm sure but not my husband. So as you can imagine when Kalin got a little bigger and could talk when she wanted to eat she would climb up in my lap and say "mom, my boob." Then it became a huge game between daddy and kalin, He would say"my boobies!" kalin would crack up laughing and scream as loud as she could, "no daddy, my boobies!" Fast forward to present day, I weaned Kalin 3 months ago, and when she's tired or upset she wants to get in my lap and put her hand down my shirt. She's not trying to eat, she just wants to put her hand near "her boob"lol. So I've been trying to teach her to stop that. So last night she was exhausted and trying to maul me once more so Mario came over put his hand over the top of my shirt and proceeded to say, "no,no Kalin those are my boobies." And of course Kalin responded"NO DADDY, MY BOOBIES!" I laughed so hard I had tears in my eyes. When everything settled down I asked her "Kalin, where are your boobies?" She pointed at her own, so we are making some progress afterall.

New to blogging

Hello to all that read this. I am new to blogging. I enjoy reading other people's blogs. It's nice to keep up with loved ones and even people we do not know on their journey through life. A lot of times their blogs can be very encouraging that your not the only one going through certain circumstances. Other times they make you laugh or touch your heart. I'm excited to share my family's funny, crazy, and important moments. We are a big family. God has blessed with six beautiful children. My oldest Mario is 8, Maya is 7, Emily is 6, Ian is 4, Elijah is 3, And Kalin is 20mo. We are a homeschooling family. I absolutely love teaching my children at home. [I'm sorry I do not have pictures, I will be getting a digital camera soon. ]As you can imagine we have days that are wonderful and days where you feel as though everyone will break down and cry. But in the end I would not trade my life with anyone else. I am richly blessed and filled with joy. God is good, and he gives extrodinarly good gifts! I will write more later, it is time to go to church.