This That And Tadpole Fuzz

2006-12-28T09:52:00.000-08:00

Polar bears VS Walrus

2006-09-11T03:52:00.000-07:00

TRIBUTE for the KIDS OF SEPT. 11th

By Mom

2006-08-05T11:52:00.000-07:00

The last few days I have surfed the blog-o-spere and read many mommy blogs.. These are so cool they show life goes on and on.
As I was looking at pictures of adorable children. I thought to my self by the Grace of God there is another wonderful family somewhere here.

As I complemplated these blogs I thought of a very important thing that most never take time to think about. These wonderful young women with babies on their hips are what their mothers made them. They are protective loving proud women that rear our future.
It really brings a tear to my eyes to think of how proud, the grandmothers are. Knowing they did a great job and probably are never going credit.
I watch my grandkids and think that somewhere along the way we did a good job also.
Now as probably few of you know. Well some of you have been around a while and do know. We consider ourselves the average family. We my hubby and I have children from prevous marriages. Hubby helped rear my children from their early childhood. Actually he fell in love with the kids before me. He gave my kids what they needed a male roll model, an anchor. he taught them how to swim, fish, hunt and responsibility and honesty as I never could.
He cried when Katiebug was dressed for her very first school dance looking all pretty and mature. He was as devistated as I was when Gabe was stricken with Juv. dibeties. His children were in and out of our lives and grew up knowing as mine did we are family. All of the kids are brothers and sisters. Don't ever walk on the fighten' side of that bond.
Never have I heard one of our brood say oh thats my step sister/brother........
I have heard them say that is my brother he's irritating. Thats my sister she isn't very nice.
Now as the grandbabies arrive its all more of the same. We are family.

As I thought of all this I thought about the hundreds of thousands of parents that make the wrong choices. Their families are broken and the children are turned over to the state. Funny in a free country we say the state. The state being this enity called child protective agencies. Yea they do some good. They also are horrible. Some are there for their resumes and others burn out.
Some like the power of playing God. Trust me if you want the reason's for this opinion all you have to do is ask in an email.

Here is a story that still amazes me today. A young single mother that made the wrong choices from 14 years on lost 5 kids. After a period of time we adopted her youngest. Adopted is not the right way of expressing it. Chris was born from the heart. Fighting with 2 states, the cherokee nation and red tape out the ass we brought Chris into our world. He was 2 1/2 years old 27 pounds and 28 inches tall. He had been in foster care for most of his life From entering foster care he had not gained an oz. or grew an inch. Two years he was in that loving hell hole and failed to thrive. Guess what the state missed that.
When he arrived he had a black eye with a swollen eyeball and no other abrasions or cuts. The young dumb and well meaning case worker said that he had had a bike wreck. Yea right. From the airport to the local DHS office we went. The appoprate notes were made. He arrived with 2 diapers and a handfull of hotwheels. From DHS it was off to the local store for clothes including big boy undies.

We brought him home where we encountered a hostile and ugly 2 1/2 for months. He had no clue about food. If it wasn't frozen and raw he didn't know what it was. Gabe held him and rubbed watermelon on his gums and cooed to him ya gonna like it buddy. This was a pattern for 18 months. Feeding Chris was the hardest challenge we had ever encountered. The nightmares the stories that trickled out of the abuse in the foster home.

Don't get me wrong the local case workers filed charges. Which were countered with he is only 3 he is making it up.

The day of adoption we all stood before a judge and swore we are family.
At the end of the adoption the judge asked this 3 year old. Do you have anything to say? Tiny 3 year old got up on a chair and said " yea man you have those big speakers on the wall why ain't we got music in here? "
To which the entire court erupted in peels of laughter. The judge even laughes and told us that we were going to have our hands full.

How wrong that man was this has been the child that God gave us. The most awesome kid. He has seizue disorder. His neuro said that also causes ADD. Through it all this is the child that knows we are family.

He also knows that his birthmother or egg basket loves him and misses him. He knows he can at anytime write her care of the DOC. Its his choice. He knows where he came from. More importantly he knows where he is going.

Oh and a sidenote he also knows his bio brother and sisters. Even tho they were adopted by other family memebers that wanted it kept from the kids.
Children are our future and they handle the truth better than adults.

There would be a few more pics but blogger is pm's again

Good Job

2006-05-02T19:04:00.000-07:00

Subject: Good Stuff

1. How Do You Catch a Unique Rabbit?
Unique Up On It.

2. How Do You Catch a Tame Rabbit?
Tame Way, Unique Up On It.

3. How Do Crazy People Go Through The Forest?
They Take The Psycho Path

4. How Do You Get Holy Water?
You Boil The Hell Out Of It.

5. What Do Fish Say When They Hit a Concrete Wall?
Dam!
6. What Do Eskimos Get From Sitting On The Ice too Long?
Polaroid's
7. What Do You Call a Boomerang That Doesn't work?
A Stick
8. What Do You Call Cheese That Isn't Yours?
Nacho Cheese.

9. What Do You Call Santa's Helpers?
Subordinate Clauses.

10. What Do You Call Four Bullfighters In Quicksand?
Quattro Sinko..

11. What Do You Get From a Pampered Cow?
Spoiled Milk.

12. What Do You Get When You Cross a Snowman With a Vampire?
Frostbite.

13. What Lies At The Bottom Of The Ocean And Twitches?
A Nervous Wreck.

14. What's The Difference Between Roast Beef And Pea Soup?
Anyone Can Roast Beef. Can you pea soup?

15. Where Do You Find a Dog With No Legs?
Right Where You Left Him.

16. Why Do Gorillas Have Big Nostrils?
Because They Have Big Fingers.

17. Why Don't Blind People Like To Sky Dive?
Because It Scares The Dog.

18. What Kind Of Coffee Was Served On The Titanic?
Sanka

19. What Is The Difference Between a Harley And a Hoover?
The Location Of The Dirt Bag.

20. Why Did Pilgrims' Pants Always Fall Down?
Because They Wore Their Belt Buckle On Their Hat.

21. What's The Difference Between a Bad Golfer And a Bad Skydiver?
A Bad Golfer Goes, Whack, Dang!A Bad Skydiver Goes Dang! Whack.

22. How Are a Texas Tornado And a Tennessee Divorce The Same?
Somebody's Gonna Lose A Trailer
23. How do you top a car?
Tep on the brake tupid!
Now, admit it. At least one of these made you smile!

Wake up TWO

2006-04-26T15:54:00.000-07:00

My cat is layz .and mean

Fishy

2006-04-26T15:27:00.000-07:00

My Dad, took me fishing. He almost let the big fish go but I got it before it got away !!!!!!!!!!

And it was so fun every minute.
The end

My school We learn about Jesus

2006-02-18T13:20:00.000-08:00

I go to Christian School. I like my school. We have prayer and missions. We always do new stuff and are learning computers. Some of the people that work at our school are from other countries. They are nice. We have students from other countries too.
I found this internest place about Jesus I am going to share.
http://domania.us/SwordSisters/Inspirations4/WhoisJesus.html

Stuff about me

2006-02-18T12:48:00.000-08:00

Me, my Dad and Kenzi my neice. We like having our pictures taken. Kenzi and I hang out together all the time when I am not in school. Kenzi is 3. I am 9 so i have to teach her stuff. I take care of her when we play outside together.

Rosie my friend she always knows when I am going to have a seizure and helps me. She holds me on my side so I don't get into trouble.

I like Soldiers I want to be a Soldier

2006-02-18T12:31:00.000-08:00

THE FINAL INSPECTION
The soldier stood and faced God,
Which must always come to pass.
He hoped his shoes were shining,
Just as brightly as his brass.
"Step forward now, you soldier,
How shall I deal with you?
Have you always turned the other cheek?
To My Church have you been true?"
The soldier squared his shoulders and said,
"No, Lord, I guess I ain't.
Because those of us who carry guns,
Can't always be a saint.
I've had to work most Sundays,
And at times my talk was tough.
And sometimes I've been violent,
Because the world is awfully rough.
But, I never took a penny,
That wasn't mine to keep...
Though I worked a lot of overtime,
When the bills got just too steep.
And I never passed a cry for help,
Though at times I shook with fear.
And sometimes, God, forgive me,
I've wept unmanly tears.
I know I don't deserve a place,
Among the people here.
They never wanted me around,
Except to calm their fears.
If you've a place for me here,
Lord, It needn't be so grand.
I never expected or had too much,
But if you don't, I'll understand.
There was a silence all around the throne,
Where the saints had often trod.
As the soldier waited quietly,
For the judgment of his God.
"Step forward now, you soldier,
You've borne your burdens well.
Walk peacefully on Heaven's streets,
You've done your time in Hell."
~Author Unknown~

singing dog

2006-02-08T07:53:00.000-08:00

My Niece

2006-02-04T19:11:00.000-08:00

My neice with bedhead

Hello

2006-01-24T20:08:00.000-08:00

My sister and me.