I’m sure I will eventually post the story I wrote a few days ago. But for now, now I want to stay in the light and so this was what we had to look forward to…
We got a foster care placement on Wednesday, literally 4.5hrs after we made it back home from South Dakota. It was everything we didn’t ask for and more. We have come to the conclusion that we are too ‘old’ to have anyone under the age of 4 in our house (unless someone decides to make a joke and the vasectomy we’ve had reverses itself. Please note; I’m not laughing)…
We are also keep it to one more, maybe two more kiddos but definitely not three more. Been there, done that! And so we get a text message about an emergency placement, we are the last resort otherwise they will split them. The suckers we are fell for it. Lol! No matter what they will be split into at least two homes, there are 4 of them and a baby on the way. Our home only has 3 spots. So here’s to hoping our close friends who are foster parents will be able to take them so that they can see each other a lot.
Anyways, so out of the three only one of them met our requirements. Haha! So we now have a house of six kiddos, 15, 10, 9, 4, 2 and 1… Whew! I’m tired just typing that out. Needless to say it’s been busy.
The other exciting thing we had to look forward to was our youngest had her 9th trip around the sun on Sunday!
She has been counting down to her birthday since April. I’m always happy when it finally gets here, she is so funny! This year I dropped the ball and didn’t bake cupcakes for the friends that would come to her party. Let’s be honest, I was just plain tired. So I bought a cake from Walmart (the only store open at 7am on a Sunday morning) and made her two little cakes (because… Dairy allergy).
She could care less about anything else other then eating her cakes and swimming. Also one of her gymnastics buddies had a swimming party as well so she got to celebrate twice. She was happy and so was I.
And to finish the post, I chopped my hair on Thursday. It’s cut, I feel so Boy George-ish!
Yesterday we went to a park and took pictures. I’m practicing my favorite meditative craft. I love capturing a moment to be able to look back at it later and remind me of the time we spent doing things that make us smile.
My goal was to get a family picture, but because of the location it was too windy for me to set my camera up on a tripod. Our kiddos are such good sports, they were starving and I kept asking to give me a few more minutes.
This guy right here… I love capturing all of the little details. Can you see the freckles? Miss Marie has freckles as well. At first I thought it was dirt spots, LOL! Don’t judge me. I wasn’t use to that type of thing…
I (slightly against my will) gave up the camera to be the subject. It was hard, but I did it anyways. LOL!
We then moved over to the bridge and Mouse realized that her shirt was perfect for catching air and acting as if she were flying.
Either way it goes, we got some pretty decent pictures. We enjoyed the nice weather and we smiled. And then I fell asleep on the couch before everyone and woke up with a banging headache. Le sigh…
I truly enjoy bonding over a plate of great food and a cup of coffee or a mimosa.
If we were going to have a conversation over breakfast, I would suggest we meet at Mimi’s Cafe. That’s my first choice, I LOVE the quiche and mimosas at the restaurant. It’s small, quiet and great service.
If we were going to have a conversation over breakfast, the same lady we’ve seen the last few times we’ve come to Mimi’s would walk over and ask if us ladies were ready to order. She would bring over a basket of yummy muffins & breads and bring us our water and drinks right away. I’m positive we would be laughing at some half ass joke I had made on the way into the restaurant. Most likely me saying, I told you I would beat you here. And you would be rolling your eyes because it’s only the first time out of like 50 where you were late.
If we were going to have a conversation over breakfast, the conversation would flow from my inability to make it anywhere on time, to our husbands, then our children and would settle comfortably on the meaning of life and why we are here. Our conversations always settle on life and how it is we are navigating it.
If we were going to have a conversation over breakfast, our plates would have arrived by now and we would have blessed our food and be quietly eating the first few bites to savor the taste, the flavor and the texture of the food. We might have hemmed and hawed over what we were going to try this week, but what we know wins over our tastebuds and so I would be savoring the flaky crust ot quiche and you the smooth taste of your pancakes. Taking sips of our drinks in between every 5th bite.
If we were going to have a conversation over breakfast, I would have asked you how do you navigate feelings of not being where you envisioned yourself at this time in your life? I might have even asked if you felt like you were where you were supposed to be? You would pause in thought mid chew to truly think about that question and answer me precisely with… A question.
If we were going to have a conversation over breakfast, I would try to answer that question as precisely as I could. Thinking and chewing slowly, taking deep sips of my drink. I would finally answer you in such a way that only you could possibly understand and then instantly become distracted by the person standing behind you asking me to give someone in the restaurant a message.
If we were going to have a conversation over breakfast, we would just be, letting our spirits be free, while our thoughts go sit in the corner to be quiet. We would talk about how happy we’ve been lately and how we are coming from behind the veil and learning to be our true self.
If we were going to have a conversation over breakfast, we would instantly be brought back to the present as we realized we still had important things to do other then sitting in a restaurant enjoying each others company.
If we were going to have a conversation over breakfast, we would continue our conversation as we walked out of the restaurant to our cars and stand by them for another 45 minutes. Just to make sure we completed our conversation.
If we were going to have a conversation over breakfast, we would sort of plan another meet up for breakfast conversation in about a month. But as soon as we hopped in our cars and started driving away someone would call the other and say I forgot to tell you…
If we were going to have a conversation over breakfast, I would get home and be reminded that I had been gone for about 3 hours. And realize that time stands still when you are present in the moment, but it continues for everyone else around you.
If we were going to have a conversation over breakfast, I would smile to myself as I realized that it is hard to come by such great friends. And I would look forward to our next conversation over breakfast.
Maybe this time our conversation would move to a late dinner and drinks meeting. A chance to get out of the house and be…
Thanks for breakfast and the conversations we have shared…