"Blessed is the man whose quiver is full" Ps. 127
How God Created a Miracle in Our Family...
Most people look at our family and either say "you're crazy" or "what a blessing". It is that statement alone that sets people apart in how they view what happens in life. We were childless for 6 years before God blessed us with our third foster child, Isaiah, whom we adopted. Our tiny, three pound, adorable baby boy quickly became the love of our lives.
8 months after Isaiah was born, my father-in-law gave a woman a ride. That 4 block ride changed our lives forever when she told him she was pregnant and giving up her baby for adoption. Oh yeah...and she was due in 8 days! Well, just 5 days later, we had Makenna Shea!
3 months later, after Dirk and I had just prayed to have another baby when Makenna was about 1, that same birth mother called asking us to take her next baby. Isabella was born 1 week shy of Makenna's first birthday!
The funny part of the story is when we found out that I, the one who could never get pregnant, was pregnant! Ian was born 7 weeks after Isabella! God had given us 4 children all under the age of 1 1/2!!! We were thrilled! Such a work of God's hands it was.
This year we added to our clan when we were surprisingly pregnant again (so much for not being able to get pregnant). We now have 5 under 4! And I now wonder how mom's manage with all those kids so spread apart in age. It may be hard sometimes, but we love our life!
In school today we did sponge painting which makes Bella oh so happy! she adores getting dirty!! 3 seconds into it and paint was on her nose...then the rest of her body got slimed too! they made beautiful plates today...


now the mouth is getting it...
it was her "lipstick"

don't be fooled, it just looks like she is being careful...it was all a show to act like her brother, Ian, who incidentally is not shown in these pictures because he it just too clean a person. he is the one that even when he first was given cereal he did not make a mess. on his first birthday he wiped the cake off his face and to this day scoops his spoon under hsi mouth if a drip starts to occur! he is pathetically like his mother...
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