The truth as I know it:

We witness a miracle every time a child enters into life. But those who make their journey home across time & miles, growing within the hearts of those who wait to love them, are carried on the wings of destiny and placed among us by God's very own hands. ~~~ Kristi Larson

Wednesday, August 19, 2009

We Adopted Her

Yesterday at guitar lessons Jack was introducing his teacher to his little sister.  He said, "We adopted her."  I thought that was the sweetest thing ever because it was an acknowledgment that it was something we were all involved in.

We had his teacher orientation meeting last night.  I think this is going to be an amazing year for Jack.  His teacher seems to be unbelievably committed to her profession.  She was very intentional in all the things she has chosen for the class this year.  She seems to be a great teacher for the way alot of boys learn because she is applying math and other things to every-day life.  It's so different from the way I was taught.  But it was really sweet because she just said, "How could you not like Jack?  He's a great kid."  Of course, as his mom I think that's true, but it's always great to hear other people say that too.  And he is the neatest kid.  This boy just has something special and I am overly blessed to be parenting him. 

God gave me Jack (an easy child) because he knew that my third son would try every single day to push me off of the very narrow ledge I'm hanging from.  Seriously, today we had a 30 minute melt-down because we threw away an old plastic garbage can that was broken.  Apparently that garbage can was "special" and he "wanted it!"  He actually asked me at one point if I could chase down the garbage truck and dig it out of the back.  Yeah, okay, I'll get right on that.  :) 

So anyone want to come and entertain a 4 year old who's distraught over his brothers leaving for school without him?  I promise it will be alot of fun.  And you might even get lucky and get to sweep my floor or do my laundry while you're here.   

Okay, gotta run... I'm typing to a cacophony of "I want to get the teeeeennntttt out!"  Read that in your whiniest voice!

1 Corinthians 13:4
"Love is patient, love is kind..... "

5 comments:

Barb said...

I did read it in my whiniest voice, because I KNOW how that sounds . . . I generally try to throw stuff away when the kids are out, otherwise it's a big freak-out fest . . . "why are you throwing that piece of paper away? I was saving it for something!" You know the drill . . .

mommaof4wife2r said...

that statement just makes me happy. i love that our fams "adopted"...not just mom and dad. so fun!

Amy said...

I am getting caught up on the last couple post and laughing my buttinski off. Seriously girl - you could be a comedian :)

jajbs said...

girl, our boys sound TOO much alike. we have meltdowns about that type of stuff weekly. he panics when i begin to clean things. i feel ya!!!


amanda

Ron and Dinia said...

What a sweet thing for Jack to say about Meg!