so, i think one of my problems with blogging is i only want to write when i think i have something i am thinking about that is worth sharing. but, in the life of a mommy of three little boys, there are many many times that i do not feel like i have enough time to put cognitive thoughts together that i would be able to articulate at the late hour that it is finally quiet enough in my house to sit down and try to write. many times i take the easy way out and i choose to not write because it is terrible to stare at a blank screen and have absolutely nothing to say (or write in that instance). however, as you can tell as i write right now, i do not often have a problem with a lack of words, just many times with a lack of substance for those words.
tonight we had seven kids instead of just our three because we babysat nieces and nephews for two of our siblings. we had 7 kids who were five years old and younger. though my ears still rang for about a half hour after they all left and my kids were tucked into bed, it went rather smoothly.
at one point in the evening my son asher approached one of his girl cousins and told her, "ok, how about you be the mom and just pretend that the dad is away. then we (referring to himself and his 3 year old younger brother) will be cougars who come and take your baby." of course, i quickly shot down that idea, and his response was, "well mom, she just wants to play house. what kind of boy type of playing is that?" later in the evening drew, our 4 year old niece, came up and told bill, "they (referring to my boys) are doing a lot of battling right now." so funny the difference between boys and girls at such an early age.
what point do i have for my story? usually i take the teacher/preacher approach and always have some great moral to the story, but i don't really have anything to tie it into that i can think of right now (seven kids really take it out of you!). one thing i can state is that i love kids. seven kids is quite a zoo, but i really do enjoy having a loud house with kids around and just all the joy and excitement they bring instead of a quiet house. not that i do not greatly appreciate the moment when everyone else is asleep in my house besides me, like right now.
speaking of seven kids, a friend of mine referred me to a blog by a guy out in kansas city who has seven kids (3 who are adopted!). it is amazing: click here to read it. his name is randy bohlender and he has started an adoption agency called the zoe foundation, named after the first baby they adopted into their family.
he just recently blogged on the crazy adventurous adoption they went through a year ago to get their twin girls who turn a year old this week. if you want to read a great story, go read the 3 blog entries on it. amazing. it stirs a long held desire in my heart to adopt someday. i had always said that i want to adopt but i want it to be a sovereign God thing where i just know it is the timing and the specific child rather that do the traditional adoption. even to be more specific, i have always had in my heart to adopt a baby in order to stop a possible abortion. someone told me when i was about 12 that they had a dream that i took a baby for a young gal who was going to get an abortion and i raised the baby. that has always stuck with me and really has become a desire in me. there is nothing wrong with the formal way, but i never really hear stories that describe what has been on my heart for about 18 years, and here was the story that awakened the possibility in my heart again. go read it.
good night. i got a long entry out of not having much to say. some people call it long-winded. i prefer saying i am good with expounding on simple thoughts in many words.