Monday, March 22, 2010

Not Me! Monday

We were away from the house for 9 days and the first weekend we were gone we encountered the daylight savings time change. We all moved our internal clocks forward one hour and by the time we got back home a week later we were all readjusted to the new time.

We drove straight home yesterday, only stopping once for a quick break. I, in no way held off my kids with snack food instead of feeding them a real lunch so we could eat once we got home. This snack would never consist of chocolate frosted cake donuts from Casey's which just happens to be one of my least favorite foods in the world. Since it is one of my least favorite I would never buy one donut for each of them and two for myself. Nope. Plus, I'm starting my diet again for the 129th time today so I would never try and eat two chocolate frosted cake donuts the day before.

Once getting home we unpacked the van diligently and I even unpacked all of the kids' clothes the same day we arrived home (this doesn't always happen, OK fine, it rarely happens.) Everyone got a bit hungry so I made a quick skillet of fried rice around 7 pm then promised the kids a treat if they were quick in putting on their pajamas. Oh how happy I was when all the kids were clean, dressed, and in bed by 8:10; only 10 minutes off their scheduled bedtime but about 1 to 2 hours earlier than their bedtime this last week while vacationing.

After kissing the last child, Matthew, I did not look at his clock and think I was losing my mind when it said 9:11. "What, these clocks are wrong... what does that one say, as I glanced into Emily's room? 9:11" Hmmm...
It was then that I may have realized that I was looking at the stove clock all evening which hadn't been moved forward. Hmph.
RIght about then my hand may have moved from patting myself on the back.

Monday, March 8, 2010

Do you?

Do you have $38 a month?
Do you have room in your heart to pray for and love a child on the other side of the world?

Compassion is a Christian organization that sponsors children around the world. That is an easy sentence to write but really, it means so much more than those 11 words. Here is a bit about what they do with the $38 a month.

They provide healthy food to children who may only eat scraps of garbage riddled with bugs.
They provide shelter to children and their families who may live in nothing more than cardboard held together with what they can find.
They provide medical care and education about disease prevention to children and their families.
They provide clean water to drink so they aren't drinking water that has mixed with the raw sewage running directly behind their tin hut.
They provide education and necessary supplies or uniforms for the school.
They teach families how to help lift themselves from poverty to break the cycle for the next generation by teaching them a skill they can then use to produce products to sell and earn a living.
But you want to know the biggest thing Compassion does?

They bring the love of Jesus to people who would never feel that love otherwise.

Compassion brings the reality of the lives children are living in other countries to us by sending bloggers on trips to experience the lives of these children up close and personal. By reading the blogs of the people traveling they hope it will spark more people to sponsor children who desperately need it. I've been following a couple of these blogs over the past few days. Sponsoring a child has been something I've considered for several years but quite honestly I didn't do it simply because I didn't take the time to research which organizations were trustworthy. I had too much on my plate; or so I thought.

On Tuesday I decided enough is enough. We live a life of utter luxury compared to the stories I was reading about the children in Kenya. I wasn't putting it off any longer. I went to Compassion's website for children available for sponsorship in Kenya and spent a few minutes reading through the profiles of the over 800 children available. I chose one, a 6 year old little boy named Kevin who lives with his 5 siblings and is being cared for by his grandmother.

We will sponsor Kevin indefinitely and he will become a very real member of our family, albeit a long distance relationship. We will exchange letters and gifts with Kevin and get to know his family in Kenya as he gets to know our family here through our letters and pictures. With our mere $38 a month Kevin will be provided things in life he otherwise never would have gotten.

The bloggers currently in Kenya visited the largest slum in the country; it houses 800,000 people in 3 square miles. The ground is made up of decomposing garbage and the sewage runs between the huts. Smack dab in the middle of this slum is a school and church run by Compassion; the love of Jesus is in this slum.

Here is a blog post about the slum.
Mathare Valley
Then read these two blog posts about a young man who's been sponsored by a gentleman in California. He's lost his entire family to disease and the only reason he's still alive is because he's been sponsored.
Full Circle
Father to the Fatherless

To sponsor a child through Compassion, follow this link where you will be able to view pictures and information about available children. You can sort by country, gender and even age to find a child that fits your family.

Sponsor a child.

Wednesday, March 3, 2010

Birthday girl

Last week another one of my children entered the double digits; Emily turned 10. She's growing into such a lovely young lady. She has a heart of gold and enough hair for 4 women; yep, she comes by that pretty honestly. The hair, I mean.
Her favorite color is turquoise, followed closely by lime green.
She loves crafts and always has. She has many half-finished craft projects hidden in her room.
She is an excellent student and a teacher-pleaser.
She is a very loyal friend.
She is an awesome daughter and I love her so very much.
I'm feeling pretty old now having two children in the double digit ages. We've traded well-baby appointments and play group dates for orthodontist visits and swim team meets. Good thing I have siblings still having babies because now I get snuggle them, then buy the loud annoying music makers and send them home. Love you all!

Adding a 4th

What happens when you add a 4th child to the family?

You have try even harder to get all sets of eyes looking at the camera and that task alone makes you give up on everyone smiling. All 4 together in one location? Get the camera and snap while you can!