What's Important

 Today, in the midst of all of our housing drama, when it seems our world is a bit unstable and the idea of change is unsettling, I got an email reminding me that it is time to renew the scholarships for the little girls in Guatemala that Carlos raised money for and has sponsored the last couple years.

To be honest, my first thought was that we have already done a lot, that our life is crazy and the timing is bad so maybe we could find a co-sponsor.  I told Carlos that money was due ($720 in the next month) and he didn't skip a beat.  "I'm on it" were his words.  I suggested that we find a co-sponsor and he wouldn't have it.  He is determined to raise the remainder of this money and continue to sponsor these girls.  I am a very proud mama and yes, of course that's what we are going to do.

If you want to read more about Carlos' efforts - click here or here for the Inside Bainbridge story.  

If you want to donate, know that your money will help Louisa and Irma go to school another year.  Included in that they will get new shoes, nutritional supplements and school supplies and  an education that will change their futures.
 

Carlos has raised over $2,000 to help support these girls and their family over the last couple years.  Along with schooling, Carlos wanted to  spend some of the money to help improve their daily life.  Little things like a birthday gift or food basket for the family. 
Their family now has chickens, a table and chairs, gardening tools, beds and their kids are going to school!  It's pretty amazing.





Nursemaid's Elbow Saga

 So our girl has a glitch - nursemaid's elbow.  It is not such a fun thing to deal with as it is basically her elbow becoming dislocated without much having to make that happen.  First time was me taking her pajama sleeve off, another when a brother was helping her up, my mom putting pajamas on - you get the idea.  It's fixable (I have learned how to put it back into place) but it's incredibly painful.
After 6 dislocations, we knew something had to be done. A visit to Seattle Children's and the orthopedic specialist landed her



The Island School

This year I was asked to write a little something about why the Island School was so important to our family to encourage people to donate to the Annual Fund.  Sounds easy, right?  We LOVE it and are so incredibly blessed to have our kids be getting this education and more than that, the foundation for just being great people. 
As I sat down to write, though, I realized that it really is hard to put into words what this school means to our family.
Dee and I have made life long friends with other parents and the faculty, the boys have become amazing, confident, free thinking little people, Erin already thinks it's her school and feels welcome to snuggle up on a couch and read and ALL of our foster babies have been showered with love there.
I can't imagine being anywhere else and feeling the same way. 
So what does it take to get people to contribute?  That's my question.  I want what I write to inspire.  This school has 100% of the Board and faculty contributing but it's always like pulling teeth to get donations from the parents.  That I just don't get.  It's not about the amount (of course the bigger the better, right!?) but participation. 

Calm in the Storm

So our family is in a bit of transition - the house we have rented for the last 13 years is now up for sale and we live day to day not knowing how long we will be able to live here.  It's odd, we have truly made this our home.  We have clearly always known that we don't own it, but the arrangements we have made with the landlord have been that we do the maintence and upkeep and pay reduced rent for doing so. 
The thought of leaving is strange.  We love it here and even with its quirks, it has been a perfect fit for our family.  We worked a ton to get it perfect for our wedding last year, we brought all of our kids (55 of them!) home here and despite the size and one bathroom we have made it work well.
If you know me, you know I'm not a fan of "limbo"  I'm organized to a fault at times, and like to have my ducks in a row.  I'm also not a fan of change, even though I believe that change can be a great thing.  A lot of me is in denial, I hear myself telling others that maybe it won't sell and he will pull it off the market.  A lot of me wants to believe that will happen.  Another part of me thinks maybe this is the time we will find a perfect situation to live next door to my parents so we can help them/they can help us as things come up and be even closer than we are.  I would love that!
In all of this, we have been overwhelmed (there is no other word for it!) by the support we have been given.  The kind words of encouragement when we run into people at the store, kind posts via Facebook.  A friend even started up a fundraiser for us and it's shocking that people are willing to donate to us staying in community and continuing to foster babies.  It honestly brings Dee and I to tears to think about how incredibly lucky we are to live where we live and to have so many amazing people in our circle.  We are truly blessed!
For now, we remain in limbo and doing all we can to shelter the kids from our stress and dreading calls from realtors asking to look at the property. 


First 5k




So Carlos and I decided that it would be fun to train for and run a 5k. We set out doing the Couch-2-5k app and trained religiously 3 days/week for about a month, then it was the end of the school year and baseball season was wrapping up and our training suffered. 
The 5k was picked and paid for, we were doing the Run or Dye color run in Tacoma at the end of June. 
The day came and I have to admit that I was nervous.  I knew this run was casu, lots of kids and not serious runners so probably a good first pick for us. Turned out we jogged some and walked some and did the 5k in about 40 minutes. It was really fun and I was proud of how we did. 
We have vowed to start our training again  and sign up for another 5k. This time we WILL jog the whole thing, but I'm proud of our accomplishment.  


Trey





Carlos





Levi





I'm Baaaack

Bet ya thought I'd forgetten I wrote a blog!  Yeah, life got a little busy for awhile there.  Spring for us means it's baseball and with two boys playing on two different teams we end up being at the ballpark 4-5 days out of the week.  I truly love watching them play so I can't complain.  Other things (the blog, housekeeping, healthy meals) take a backseat.
Tonight was a playoff game for both Carlos (AAA Tigers) and Trey (AA Dodgers).  Both ended in a loss, Trey's season is over and Carlos' team lives to play another day.
Here are some baseball pics.  Will try to be better about posting!



Baking w the kids

Over the years it has always been hard to find a way to spend quality one on one time w each of the kids on a regular basis.  I am hoping I have found a solution to that problem! 

You see, I love to bake.  I bake when I'm happy, I bake for therapy, I bake to because I love to share and make people happy. I think I'm decent at it and hope to pass this skill along to my kids.
Here is my plan. Each week, I take time out to bake something w each of the kids.  We choose a recipe together, work together to make it and then they decide who they would like to gift it to.
On Friday I made pie for Pi Day (3.14) for teachers at Island School.  It was the perfect time to have Erin help.  She decided on blackberry peach pie and she helped make one to gift to her Godma Kris.  She will always help...pouring, measuring, mixing, rolling.  The girl does it all.  She could hardly wait to give it to Kris, she was so proud!
Today was the boy's turn.  Carlos made granola for his friend, Elaina (and some for the family!).  Levi made a blackberry pie for his friend, Ryan, and Trey made peanut butter cookies for Nana and Papa (shhhh, don't tell...we haven't delivered them yet!)
I'm excited for the chance to bake w all my kids!





Lent - what are YOU giving up?




 

We are embarking on a "de-crapify" your house for Lent project and (so far) it has been refreshing! 
We got a bag full of kid hangers out of the closet in the girl's room on Day 1, and today I cleaned out Erin, Miss L and my shoe bin.  What a difference it makes to have all the shoes that don't work gone.
The idea of the project is to get rid of a bag or stuff per day for each day of Lent.  The website has ideas for places to purge.  Doesn't matter if you donate, give to friends or throw away the stuff, it just needs to leave the house.  Also, the size of the bag doesn't matter.
Can't wait to see how clutter-free we are by day 40!
I challenge you to do this, too...what do you have to lose?  Oh wait, your clutter!


Random Cruise Pics

 It was an incredible, relaxing, perfect vacation.  We were incredibly grateful and feel so blessed that my parents chose to take us all on this trip.
I highly suggest it if you can make it happen.  Get pampered, endulge and kick back and relax while you see beautiful cities.
If you want to see more pics of the ship and get a feel for our experience, follow this link.  This blogger got some great shots of our ship as well as info about the experience.
THANK YOU NANA AND PAPA!!!







Ensenada

 
Of all the ports, Ensenada was my least favorite.  So hard much more poverty, kids as small as Erin in a life of begging and selling Chicklets and trinkets for pennies. 
 They did, however, have Super Viagra Man and I loved that we got this picture of the boys with him.  Sparked some major conversations about what Viagra is and what it is used for (there's a pill for that!?).
We had the very best cerviche tostadas on the street.  Deeeeelish!
Boys got some hats (Levi went Indiana Jones, Trey opted for the straight up cowboy) and we found a cool minion bank to give to our friend on the boat, Carlos.
Seeing the young kids on the street was a real eye opener for our guys.  We felt good spending the rest of our pesos on a few little trinkets for a young boy on the street and also seeing his face light up when we gave him some cookies we bought at the Oxxo store.  Guessing he doesn't get treats often at all and glad we could help with a little money and sweets.  Just wish I could take all those little ones home.