Welcome!! Grab a cup of coffee and visit with us! We hope you enjoy our story! (((HUGS)))

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Monday, April 18, 2016

Love is another brother :o)

G is fast asleep on the couch.
No, they don't love him much do they? ;o)

7 of our Easter Bunnies :o)

Noah wondering "whaaaat?" ;o)
Noah is our go to guy for fun! He loves adventure, spontaneity, he's ready for anything! And all he asks for in return is a hug. He has an amazing sense of humor and loves to laugh!

We all had a bad cold- please excuse the boogie residue and flushed cheeks!

 Pauly showing his sensory issues with wearing a bunny hat. He's our "piglet", he always needs re-assurance.
He gives great hugs too! Pauly was the first of the boys to give hugs and kisses! He is so sweet!

 Miss Mercy who hates to have her picture taken, actually wanted in on this picture! :o) She is growing and maturing in amazing ways that only kids with Sotos can and do. Her maturity was at about a toddler level. Recently her personality has expanded and bloomed! She's now "talking" (altho not yet understandable) AND sleeping all night! She's a much more cheerful little girl! Before when she cried she sounded like a small baby, the way babies cry and catch their breathe. But much louder! Now when she's unhappy, she cries or complains sounding like a child. And it's not as loud! It's like any little girl would protest! ;o) Very normal! :o)

Last Friday they did an MRI on her body from head to toe; with and without contrasts to figure out the mystery of what surgery we will do first. There are 3 surgeries needed and they are big. One is for her tethered cord. I hope and pray the surgeries won't set her emotional maturity back. That she will be able to recover well and that we can help her manage her pain. She is self injurious, and if the surgeries are too stressful, she could bite and hit herself. And that would be hard to bear if we can't figure out what she needs.

She's cute as a button, but if you want to get a hug from her it may take all day! She runs and hides! In the end she laughs, she enjoys the chase! LOL!
She's very much my little Princessa!!

 This chocolate bunny is just too cute for words! My "buddy", my grown up man, my son. I LOVE you more that words can say Mr. Samson! You are a big help around the house keeping order and "telling" on trouble makers! ;o)
He greets everyone with a hug! and a smile and a big "Hello!"

 Moses gets so tired of us trying cutesy things on him because they fit! LOL!! But he's such a doll! He's huggable and kissable, altho he doesn't want anyone to know it! He has learned the most, grown the most, and changed the most of all the boys. Who knew that in that tiny 7 yr old, 15 pound body that there was so much potential. He went from barely being able to sit to running!

 Jacob, so delightful and free from pain since his corrective brain surgery. He understands everything we say to him. He just started giving hugs back! He loves kisses and to be tickled. After I gave him a hair cut this month he gave me the biggest hug ever! It was such a wonderful surprise. He loves us to have long conversations with him, even though he does not talk. He likes to listen!

Poor Julius!! Our wiggle bug was so sick here. He likes to be silly when he's not bossing everyone around. Sometimes he's a bully to his brothers. He can do so much, help out, school crafts. But his behavior trips him up. We just started telling him "no afternoon snack" as a consequence for being mean. He didn't think we'd do it. It was hard- look at that face- how do you say "no!" But he's getting it!
If I need a hug I just call Julius! :o)

Moses is hoping that next year this will no longer fit him! LOL!!

My cup over-flows! Praise God!!

Saturday, April 16, 2016

Our special ladies

MA looks so good in this picture. This was before she and I were hit with a very bad virus. Because MA nearly died 3 years ago from ARDS and pneumonia, a virus at any time could  be the end.
Our hope is in the Lord!

 This was at Easter :o) We had everyone try on Moses' bunny hat so he would not feel quite so bad that he is the only one small enough to fit into the bunny suit! LOL!!
MA was tired and I slept after church and so we had Easter dinner a few days later.
I cherish these days. I cherish our time together.

SP being a good sport, showing Mosie she doesn't mind bunny ears! LOL!

SP turned 60 in December and the older 4 kids here decorated and made a huge party for her! (Not one of the adult children raised here has told her Happy Birthday, and only 1 asks about her.)
As we celebrated we were so joyful for her good health.
And then in March we found out by "accident" that she has a very large brain tumor.

I can't go into details. There are some who read here who will use this news as gossip.
But can I please ask you to pray for her. She would tell you not to! LOL! Schizophrenia makes her think lightening bolts hit those who pray. She's such a stinker!! The Lord knows her heart.

We are spending our days doing those things other people call her bucket list. Simple easy to do for her things because she never asks for much. A McDonald's fish filet, a Starbucks coffee! After the dust settled from the shock, the Lord poured out blessings galore on us all and we laughed through the heartache asking
"Really God? can we really be so JOYFUL at a time like this? Should we?"

It reminded me of a Steven Curtis Chapman song from 1989 when our baby Joy (our first child to pass) went home with Jesus. The song is called -

"What kind of JOY is this?"
lyrics~

Anybody in their right mind
Would've given up their preaching and headed for home
They've been warned a hundred times
But something inside them keeps giving them hope
And just when you think they'd be crying
Instead of the tears, there's joy in their eyes
What kind of joy is this
That counts it a blessing to suffer?
What kind of joy is this
That gives the prisoner his song?
What kind of joy could stare death in the face
And see it as sweet victory?
This is the joy of a soul that's forgiven and free
Anybody else with his pain
Would wanna shake their fist at Heaven and give up the fight
'Cause trouble had been Paul's middle name
Ever since he'd been captured by God's blinding light
But just when his hope should be dying
You listen and hear him singing a song
What kind of joy is this
That counts it a blessing to suffer?
What kind of joy is this
That gives the prisoner a song?
What kind of joy could stare death in the face
And see it as sweet victory?
This is the joy of a soul that's forgiven and free
What kind of joy is this?
What kind of joy is this?
What kind of joy is this
The father has promised his children?
What kind of joy is this
That Jesus has come to reveal?
What kind of joy could give hope in this world
To someone just like you and me?
This is the joy of a soul that's forgiven
I've found this joy for my soul is forgiven and free
What kind of joy is this?
Tell me what kind of joy
What kind of joy, what kind of joy?
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Thank You for praying!! (((HUGS)))
 

Thursday, April 7, 2016

After "they" told us no :o)

Meet our sweet boy "G"!! He is turning 7 this month. He happens to have Autism.
And we happen to adore him.
Altho we had a rough start. ;o)

You see we had requested the County "use" us for very difficult to place children and they told us no.
(The County describes difficult to place children as mostly boys with aggressive behaviors.)

They told us in February after CC left that he was a onetime "thing". They were desperate then, but not now.

They said we had "too many" children. They counted the 10 here, not just the 6 with special needs. They said even with Tom here 24/7 that we had 5 children each to watch and it was "too many."

Bless their hearts.

So where do the boys like CC, TA and G go when there is no inbetween from abusive family to permanent Group Home??

To our house! :o)

Yup, they say no to us, until a little boy named G was in the Hospital ER with no one to care for him because his behaviors are over the top. He- was-left-there.

Unlike CC who had no where to go until his state funding would pay for his Group Home. G had a foster family- they gave up on him.

We don't do this for money. We do this for LOVE.

We've done such a good job. We have successfully integrated 2 very aggressive little people into our home. This is Thanks to all of us here, we work together, we don't do it alone.
MA,
SP,
Tom,
Samson,
Faith,
Lysa,
Kitty,
Isaiah,
Noah,
Moses,
Jacob,
Julius,
Pauly,
Mercy and
even me. :o)
We work as a team. We are therapeutic. Our weapon is prayer, God leads us in LOVE.

This is our Lego box. It gets dumped 50x a day minimum! G dumps it happily and freely. Isn't the best lego always at the bottom?!

The purple ri*ft*on chair on the left is for time outs. Mercy has graduated from time outs in this chair. She is 8 1/2. G is using it now- but not for long, he's incredibly smart. He's figuring it all out!!
 G's little duffel bag and back pack.  These were packed for him as by foster mom as she left him at the hospital and walked away. He cries out her name.................

 We play "tipping tractors" from the Cars movie all day long! LOL!! This is G's favorite past time. He wants a "tipping tractor" Birthday cake!

Another "tipped tractor" on his night stand!
G adores Tom. Tom drives him to and from school it takes forever for bus service to set up. Tom wears G out when his energy levels are high. Silly Tom, 61 years old chasing G around the kitchen.

Do you see a little pink Minnie Mouse foot to the right under the blanket?? Yes! G loves Minnie Mouse.

We noticed after we bought Mercy cute plush dolls like Minnie and Olivia etc she did not like them. :o( BUT!!! Our boys did! LOL!! So Moses sleeps with Olivia and Pauly carries Mercy's pink purse- its so silly!
So G fit right in, he even came with his own Minnie! ;o)

G's sleeping in his bed here. He's such a good boy. Faith carried him to bed after he fell asleep on the couch.

There's no such thing as a little boy with no where to go as long as Tom and I are here.
Thank You Lord for answering our prayers, and allowing us to LOVE your fearfully and wonderfully made children.