Looking forward to summer?!?

So summer starts tomorrow and I am not sure if I should be excited or if I should order mad amounts of elephant traquilizer darts...

I actually am sad since Seth, Isaac and Sophie leave Saturday morning to go to DisneyLand with their Dad. Sophie hasn't been gone for this long and I always miss the boys when they are away. It really stinks because they will be gone for 2 weeks.

The good news is that it will really give me alot of one-on-one time with Eli (Meg and Bri will be with their mom for part of the time). I don't think it's fair that I should have to share my children, unfortunately that is what happens in a divorce.

We shaved Seth's head this week. When I say shaved, I mean 100% completely bald. He came home missing a large chunk of hair. His new way to show that he is nervous is by pulling his hair and he had had a really rough day at school. I was sad when it was getting shaved off but to be honest, he looks really super cute with it.

I had a good laugh when he was talking to Grandma Couch on the phone about his new hair cut. He was stating how he was nervous to go to school... he said "I'm afraid they will call me whitey." further on in the conversation Grandma says "oh, you'll be twins with Uncle Dee." (who shaves his head also) to which Seth replied, " oh, that's just creepy."

I know I promised pictures but the latest report on my camera cord is that it is in a "box... somewhere" which really doesn't narrow anything down for me since I have hundreds of boxes in my house right now. Someday, I promise I will post some more pics. Till then you will have to suffer through my meaningless rambling. Sorry:0(

Moving on up...

Yay! The day has finally arrived and I am resting cozy in my new 4200 sq. ft space. I call it a space because it is not really a house and definately too big to be classified as an apartment. Rather it is my new sanctuary. Really, it is. A 100 yr. old church building with the chapel as my new living room, kitchen, 5 bedrooms, a play room and one bathroom. The old baptismal font is where my new master bathroom resides and the pastors office now belongs to my husband. I love the space and despite it's emanse largity of space, it feels cozy. I have 5 stained glass windows, the largest being 12 ft tall by 7 ft wide.

Okay, so its not 100 percent complete but the truth of the matter is that while we have been renovating, I have been living in my Grandma's old house that I can't do a whole lot with. I was just ready to go... so go I did. The only drawback is that I still haven't finished moving ALL of my things and the clutch went out on the truck... again. Which makes pulling the trailer a little difficult. Hey, it's heavy alright!

Eventually, however and hopefully soon... we will be all the way moved. Then I will have the 30 yr. goal of decorating and rearranging furniture. I will be posting pics soon as soon as I find my cables to my camera.

April Snow storms bring may flowers??

Fun things are planned today. I was so excited to watch the weather this morning and see that the forecast did NOT include snow! HOORAY!!

Today is beautiful which is good because the kids have been dying to have a bon fire in the back yard. What better thing to do for FHE tonight. Bring on the hotdogs. Not to mention that Ken has been itching to ride the dune buggy again since he was too busy moving boxes this weekend to enjoy his toy. Better get it done now before we move into town.

All the kids love riding but Sophie gets the biggest kick out of going fast. I guess she's like her mother. Finally someone to ride the fun rollercoasters with... now I just have to wait a few more inches so she can actually ride. Eli is too small to ride, but we figured out a solution. We strap the car seat in and off he goes! It's funny to watch. Isaac screams like a little girl the whole time and Seth is way too overly cautious. He keeps reminding me... "mom, both hands on the steering wheel."

Well, off I go to begin the day. Is blogging addictive?

An update on world

When I was a little girl, I often dreamed of the day that I would get married and begin a family of my own. A family with the stability that I didn't have until I was 11. A family where the gospel was at it finest in the home and the children were prime examples of model parenting.

Unfortunately, as happens to many, my dreams were only that, dreams. Although the allusion of a dream was lived for 7 years, shattered by the free agency of another.

In the words of my 8 yr. old son with autism. "That was harsh, huh mom." Sometimes children have the clearest perception of the world. Yes, divorce is harsh. I was three month pregnant with my third child when my allusion of my life became the harsh reality that it actually was. Ignorance is bliss until bliss slaps you in the face.

But as it always does... life moves on. In the face of the toughest trials I have learned my greatest lessons. Life is not easy, if it seems easy, something is tragically wrong.

Along my adventure and my growth, I relearned to love, trust and to give of myself completely. Although at times I have periods of regression. I am now the mother, step-mother and third wife. Among thousands of other titles that I hold, these are my favorite.

I have 4 step-children. I love them all and grow to love them more each day that I learn who they are and realize their full potential. They have be hurt. Lived through experiences that no child should have to ever endure and I work to unravel the pain and replace it with love. It is a hard job, but I am happy that Heavenly Father chose me to do it.

I have 3 wonderful children from my first marriage. They were my strength when I needed it the most. I am convinced that you never truly know the purest feelings of love, untainted by the world, until you have children.

Then there is the newest member of our family, the ours baby. Created in a union that is stronger than anything this crazy world can throw at us.

Since the time that we got married our lives have been one exciting and often dreadful adventure after another. It will make us stronger or rip us apart. If it rips us apart, we will no longer be whole... so we fight it at every turn.

Our family is not complete with one member missing.