At least I know I am not alone...

So Christmas is coming up really fast...I hope you are all ready, but hey even if you aren't it will come and go as it does every other year! :) I just hope that you can all find a few spare moments to really ponder the true meaning of Christmas, the coming of our Lord and Saviour. And that He came in such an unexpected way...as a baby in a stable full of animals. But how miraculous is way.

So, Gabby is learning more and more about baby Jesus and Santa this year. We have been to visit him 2 times and at first when I asked her what she wanted, she said "Me not tell you, me tell Santa." She later told me she wanted bongos. I am not sure if she knows what bongos are but I can assure you she is not getting bongos. Gabby has also really learned the skill of temper tantrums. Oh boy, my little princess turns into a raging monster sometimes. Imagine a wild pig screaming and running away, now imagine trying to get that pig into a carseat in the 3rd row of your mini van. Well that was pretty much me this morning, expect now replace the wild pig with my "sweet innocent" little princess. It is a learning curve and daddy just keeps saying, "I am glad it is your job to stay home with her not mine." So I am pretty sure he doesn't want to trade jobs any time soon :) Such is life and the encouraging part about all of this is that as I talk to more and more people I know "I am not alone". Apparantly pretty much all my friends are dealing with the same thing. I love my children, I really do. I am just glad that it is not all tantrums and that in between the tantrums she is a very loving little girl, full of hugs, kisses, kind words, sharing and smiles.

Judah is all smiles these days except for the little falls that he takes on a very regular basis. He is my little man and puts up with his sister a lot. I am a little afraid when he gets bigger than her (which will be soon as he is 28 lbs and she is 29). He is going to retaliate in a big way...no he won't, he will always be a good little boy. :) Well I can dream can't I.

Jim and I are both well. His family on the other hand needs some prayer. His dad was recently diagnosed with a brain tumor and is waiting for an appointment to see a neuro-surgeon to see if it is opperable. Then his uncle is just really sick and currently in isolation (I think) and they are unsure what the issue is. They are awaiting bone marrow biopsy results. So, if you remember in your busy schedules to lift them up, please do.

Blogging???

Really? I had kinda been thinking of blogging for a while now, but had someone tell me recently with all our crazy adventures I should write about it. So here goes, I am going to try to blog every few days...we will see how that goes!

Well although yesterday was a crazy adventure with Gabby she really pulled through and showed me her beautiful little heart last night.

The crazy part? During nap time (which is now just quiet time) she somehow managed to sneak a stamp into her bedroom and covered her body including face, carpet, wall and bed with black ink from the stamp. We managed to get most of it off her face but while at church she was so proud of her tattoos she kept showing them to everyone. Then I got paged during church, only to be greeted by poop right up Gabby's back, then while changing her we ran out of wipes so had to try to use toilet paper....I am sure you can all see my frustration there.

The heart part? Well, it was Compassion Canada's night at church last night so we had decided ahead of time to let Gabby select a little girl to adopt. She looked at a bunch, then picked one up and said, "Please mama, can we take her home?" Melted my heart so we chose her, Pimwonal, from Thailand. We told Gabby about her and her family and that we were going to help her get enough food and medicine and go to school. Then at bedtime, she had to pray for Pimwomal, sing to Pimwomal and even wanted to sleep with her. She wants to send her blankets...who knows maybe one day Gabby will get to meet her little friend, Pimwomal.

Blessings to you all today!
Patti