I finally had time to sit down and read some of my favorite blogs. Seriously, one of the things that get's me really motivated to continue on with foster care instead of veering off into adoption, are these blogs! They remind me why we started. Maggie at Popp Life is one of the blogs that inspired me to look deeper into foster care, way back when. Seeing how messy it has been, how sad & hard, and how beautiful it has turned out for their family makes me more and more eager for that first...second...twentieth call.

And while we are on the topic, look what we got in the mail today:

Paperwork. Annual paperwork for our agency. Funny how we are having to renew everything before we are even done with the process! It's been that long, but we are so.close. to the end, I can "taste" it! We had our fire inspection yesterday, all was great. Health is on Wednesday then it's on! We are also heading to our first FPA meeting on Monday-hoping to meet other young foster parents ;)

On another note- it's... seven o clock on the dot..I'm in my drop top... Friday night, I'm sitting in front of the computer chomping on pretzel sticks (at least it's not chips, right?). All of my kids are asleep, my husband should be home any minute, oatmeal is in the crock pot for the morning, and my weekend is going to be the same as any normal weekday. Because everyone is off but my husband, not complaining, just saying.

Another article I wrote was posted on The Cloth Diaper Whisper , because I am slightly obsessed with the cuteness of cloth, and besides....who doesn't want to hear about how I store my dirty diapers before laundry day????!

I will leave you with this...

my sweet middle sister. Over the weekend we took big sister on a date, just her and mr and I. We were planning on taking middle next. Well last night, because my husband is pregnant too..he brought home pizza AND cake...at like 9pm! (and no, I did NOT call him and ask him too!) Middle just happened to be awake and snuggling with me, so I couldn't just tell her to go to bed after seeing all the wonderful carbs, calories and fat dad just brought us. We ate pizza, talked, ate cake, listened to her talk, drank a glass of milk, listened to her talk (she is quite the talker!) and she was finally about the hit the floor. We tucked our sweet girl in, and deemed it as our date night with her, she was happy. As a matter of fact the first thing she said when she woke up was "Hey Lie-lee! Wast night Mom & Dad let me stay up and we ate pizza and chocwate cake and I got to stay up". Love this girl.