My kids

Hey! I can't help it! I love my kids! I baby them, I hug them, and kiss them. They are getting older, but I don't care. Two of them, the boys, or should I say the "men" are adults now. One, Andrew is out on his own. I miss him, but it hasn't been as hard this time as when he went to Tulsa Job Corps when he was 18.

With Mat in Ark. I am finding myself going to his room and (this is weird) and sniffing the air to see if I can still smell him. in his room. (they have this odor that you don't like when they are there, but when they are gone, you miss it.) I go and look at his pictures of the love of his life on his wall, (Caitlyn) and I think to myself, OMG, my baby is not a baby!!!

Don't get me started on Calli, I don't know what I am gonna do with her! She is Ms. Independent now. She buys her own clothes, makes her own decisions about her job (because she got the job, so she can quit it, is what she says.) She only comes to me if she wants something. Well, sometimes (my favorite) she will come into my room and just lay down on the bed for a minute without wanting anything. It is like she just wants to be close to her mommy for a minute. Of course she would never openly admit to this.

Then there is Marah, Oh my! I love her like she is my own, but this has been a tough couple of years. I start to get too close to her like she is my own and then I pull back a little and remember that she is my sisters kid. I only have her here temporarily until Dawn gets on her feet. We have had her for over two years now though and it is harder with every year because I want the best for her. I find myself thinking about her going to college and how can we prepare for that now. I wonder what it is gonna be like when she comes home and says that she wants to learn to drive or date or get a job. I just have to believe that God knew what He was doing when he allowed us to take her in.

Well, that is all for now.