Sunday, February 27, 2011

Menu Plan—Week of February 28

Well, last week did not go AT ALL like I had planned. This week I am starting out with a sick child—and hoping none of the rest of us get strep throat!! So, here is my menu plan in hopes that I will stay well enough to see it through!
Monday: Mexican chicken skillet
Tuesday: taco salad
Wednesday: church supper
Thursday: leftovers
Friday: pizza and a salad
Saturday: chicken fajitas
Sunday: something simple-very simple



And the Award Goes To...



Oh wow! I have been awarded a Stylish Blogger Award...and on the same day as the Academy Awards! Coincidence--I think not :)!
A special THANK YOU goes to Monica at "Older Mommy, Still Yummy".

Anyhoo, there are some rules that go along with receiving this award.
1. Thank and link back to the person who awarded you
2. Share 7 things about yourself.
3. Award, up to 15, recently discovered great bloggers.
4. Contact these bloggers and tell them about the award!

Seven Things About Me:
1. I love peppermint mocha coffee creamer and am so glad they make it year-round now!
2. My oldest daughter and I just got back from the doctor. This is her thousandth case of strep. (just a small exaggeration!)
3. I clip coupons every Sunday evening.
4. I am slowly adding red into my kitchen because I love it as an accent color.
5. I am loving this beautiful weather that we have been having lately.
6. My family and I have recently gotten into old reruns of the A-Team.
7. I like to play Word Challenge on Facebook when I'm bored--which is hardly ever. Who can be bored with three small children?

My Choices Of Amazing Blogs to Receive this Award
ngrecruiterswife.blogspot.com
blog.myhomeinthesmokies.com
roots-to-grow.blogspot.com
http://www.dontwasteyourhomemaking.com/

 

Sunday Morning Thoughts

I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me!

Friday, February 25, 2011

Our Adoption Story-Part 2

I should go back a little now and tell explain that by the time these two children came to live with us, we already had our daughter-dd8. She was three at the time. My husband and I were both 24. (The girl was 2 and the boy was 14 months old.) Neither of us had ever dealt with the Department of Social Services, nor were we prepared for any other children. Sure, we had discussed becoming foster parents and how there were so many children who needed people to care about them, but we figured that would be YEARS down the road—like when our daughter was grown!

…..Ok, so after the children came to live with us, I took a day off of work to get them settled. Our daughter had a great daycare that she went to and it was also where we wanted these two children to go to because the staff were so good to our daughter and our family and they knew us—not to mention I could not add another stop to my morning commute because of time. After all the odds and ends were taken care of, we tried to go back to our daily routine—with two extra kids and a new apartment! When the kids came to live with us they had very little in the way of belongings. Most of what they did have had been purchased while they had been living with the other family member. Their car seats were atrocious! I was terrified to put them in my car—the straps were loose and could not be adjusted at all. We live in such a rural area we could not go right then and replace them-nor did we have the money to. At the time I was fortunate to work in a wonderful school full of compassionate people. They threw me a baby shower and provided lots of clothes, diapers, gift cards, and lots of other things that we needed. We used the gift cards that week to purchase the new car seats and immediately threw the other ones away!!

The day we replaced the car seats we dressed the children in a new outfit and headed out the door—we thought. The little girl got mad about something—I don’t remember what. The next thing we knew she flung herself backwards and started doing a variation of the crab walk with her hair sweeping the floor of the porch! Wow! I had never seen such a fit. I picked her up and put her into her crib. I told her she wasn’t coming out until she calmed down. I sat down with her and waited….About ten minutes later we immerged, ready to get into the car. Little did we know that was just the beginning of the “fits”…