A Story and Other Stuff

A Story
On Monday, Andrew was chilling with my parents on their deck when he decided to inform them that when he grows up he's gettin' a motorcycle. Okay, when he grows up  . . .  that's a few years away.

Then he went on to say, "And when I bes four, I bes growed up, so I'm getting a motorcycle. My mommy will probably cry, but that's okay. My daddy will let me."

Well then, not quite sure what to make of that one other than the fact that (1) we clearly have some major grammar issues to work out before college kindergarten, and (2) I am apparently the uptight responsible parent, while my husband is the cooler one. "My mommy will probably cry"??? Thanks for the sensitivity.

Other Stuff
I'm sorry if my blog posts have been slightly uninspired lately. If I'm boring you to death, I apologize. There isn't really much going on in the way of the adoption. Our Dossier is still in translation. We had to get new medical letters, and our doctor has them ready so we'll pick them up on Monday. They, of course, must be apostilled before we send them off. It's a bit of a hassle, but not that big of a deal. Please keep praying for a quick referral and for referrals in general to pick up.

For those of you following the fires, the largest fire, the Bastrop Complex Fire, is 40% contained. The fire closest to us is 100% contained. Containment does not necessarily mean that the fire has been put out, but rather that it is contained within a perimeter (I'm not a firefighter, but I'm doing my best to understand this). Unfortunately, for Bastrop, and other large (and small) wildfires in Texas, there are many homes within those lines of containment. Almost 1400 homes have been lost in the Bastrop Complex Fire alone. The amount of loss is staggering, and emotionally draining. So many people are left with no physical possessions. And by the way, I hate the comment, "well they're just things, at least they have their lives." Seriously? Let someone take away everything you have right down to your toothbrush and underwear, and then see how you feel. Yes, lives are the most important thing you can save and material possessions can be replaced. But basic needs, physical, emotional, and spiritual, still have to be met, and right now, the need is overwhelming. Sorry, rant over. Please continue to pray for relief and rain for Texas. We need it desperately.

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(This photo has been circulating all over facebook and the internet. If you know who took it, I'll gladly give credit.)

In slightly less nail-biting news, I keep forgetting things. It's not necessarily because I'm becoming more forgetful. At least that's what I tell myself . . . we'll go with it. It's really because I run around like a chicken with no head and start too many different things. You know, you'll be taking clothes out of the dryer and remember that you meant to clean the fingerprints off the t.v. screen (not that there are fingerprints on ours). So you decide to go take care of that really quickly, and then you remember that you meant to clean out your child's humidifier that hasn't been cleaned in a week. And while you're doing that you decide to go ahead and clean out the two week old casserole in the refrigerator and wash the dishes from breakfast. And two hours later you remember that you had clothes in the dryer. I think I may be slightly, okay a lot, ADD . . . at least on 9 days out of10.

Y'all I started a load of laundry yesterday, but never actually "started" it. Then when I got home, I was in such a ridiculous hurry, that I put dry, unwashed clothes in the dryer. I realized it when I got home last night, and the lights on the washing machine were still flashing for me to push start. Great! I'm officially looney. Please tell me I'm not alone in this???

Okay, I've got six million things to start and not finish. Have a great Saturday everyone.