On Being a Chosen Mom...

As I sit here tonight after an especially rough "mom" day.... I think of my little men tuck in bed sleeping soundly and I cry.

They are worth the helpless feeling I have almost become accustomed too.

You see, motherhood is a tough honor.

It comes with no definitive answers or instruction manual.

And, for a woman who likes knowing the end from the beginning, the task of raising my precious little ones without an answer key often seems down right overwhelming.

Don't get me wrong....

I LOVE being a mother....

and I waited along time to be chosen to be one.

I just feel so under qualified.

I am humbled by their birth mothers faith in me as a mother.

I want to do right by them and by K and I.

But I often feel that I am falling short.

I would give anything for my babies and their birth mothers...

I just hope I can become equal to the faith they placed in me.

The Playset, SwingSet, or Slide

It's Dave here making my annual blog post. I'm not much of a blogger. I rarely post information about my personal life, although I do occasionally read other people's posts about their personal lives. I am only posting this because my sister requested it.

As many of you know, my wife had this "great" idea about getting an "Easter" playset for the kids. I was quite skeptical at first, but then finally agreed to go along with it. So, the shopping began. (Online shopping of course from the comfort of the couch.) The plan was to make the big purchase once we got the good old tax return back and shoot for an Easter unveiling. Fortunately, we got our tax return back much sooner than we expected. Unfortunately, "our" first priority was to buy the playset. This was mid-February, aka the dead of winter in Utah. So, the "Easter" playset which comes packaged as 10,000 different parts, soon became "K's birthday" playset. Excellent, I had a week to build it. I am a big fan of Legos and the "some-assembly-required" products for children. If you build it yourself then it costs less right? Wrong! Not when there are 10,000 - 100,000 pieces, it's the dead of winter, the dog's have pooped on every single inch of the backyard over the winter and it gets really cold once the sun goes down.

Sorry to make this such a long story. Well, thanks to my father-in-law, brother and cousin we finished this bad boy on K's birthday. Now I present to you K's Birthday Slide (that's what he calls it).

It is a thing of beauty, and yes it was a "great" idea. I've had a change of heart. K loves it along with all his friends and cousins.

Getting SOOOO Big....