Change of Plans

Addison is laying on the couch next to me, asleep. This never happens. But on Friday night I was changing nappies every few minutes and about an hour after her dirty nappies started, she began puking. Poor girl. After we cleaned up the floor, our bedskirt and herself, my first thought was "Oh great, long night ahead." Then I felt really awful. I'm so selfish that my poor sick girl was momentarily second over my wants. I hate that. Marc was trying to tell me maybe it was just something she ate and it was only a one time thing, which I know he was trying to just get me to chill out but I just snapped at him, "When is it ever just a one time thing? We are all going to get it now, wonderful!" Lovely attitude, right? I apologized to God and to Marc for my bad attitude and we put her to bed, praying for the best. A few hours later she was up again and I knew it would be a long night. She has never been this sick so I was worried about her, but by Saturday morning she was so lethargic and out of it that I got really upset. I called the out of hours surgery and they told me I could bring her in at 4pm. Since I had a few hours to wait, I scooped her up and we settled into our bed with a bowl and she just slept in my arms while I cried. I know this sounds melodramatic. And it probably is. But it's times like this that I wish I was in America. My mom could come over and tell me everything would be ok or I could go see our pediatrician that we love. Instead, it was me and my God and I prayed over Addison and gave my anxiety to him. Funny how a few weeks ago I posted 1 Peter 5:7 on sticky notes in our stairwell so me and the girls could see it all the time.

We got some friends to come sit with the big girls so we could take Addison to the out of hours surgery. The Indian lady was really nice, she checked Addie out and told it was just a stomach bug that could last up to 2 weeks but was probably just a 24, 48, or 72 hour bug. I wanted to bust out laughing at that part. Addie perked up for the first time that day and asked for a cracker, so the doctor was glad to see that. She gave me some electrolyte stuff which was good because I had made some homemade pedialyte and Addison told me it was "yucky"- too funny. The good news is that she slept all night and so far, no one else has gotten sick.

She fell asleep just now watching Miss Pattycake-

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So our fun half term is not off to a great start, but that's okay. I'm getting extra cuddles!

Howdy

Good Friday morning to ya, from gray/drizzly Wales! The good news is that the days are getting brighter! When I come out of the gym in the mornings you can see daylight and it makes me SO happy! We are all feeling tired and lethargic and I think it's the winter darkness. We are so ready for the long daylight hours of summer! I love it when the sun goes down at 10pm!

The girls are off school next week for half term and we are really excited about that! We will be doing some fun things- Addison 2nd Birthday is on Tuesday so we have a fun day planned for just the five of us. On Wednesday our church is doing a one-day kids club event called FLUB and it will be based around the Toy Story 3 movie- don't ask me how that will work. I'm volunteering to lead a group of boys- Lord help me- and Cerys and Bailey will be there all day too having fun. Then on Thursday I purposefully planned a Spa morning for me! Marc gave me a mani/pedi/massage/facial package for Christmas and I am all booked in for Thursday! Amen! I know I will need that after all day with kids. *grin* I've only had one pedicure in my life and that was the day before Bailey was born with my mom and aunt. So, I'm really looking forward to some pampering and alone time. And I'm sure there will be some (indoor) swimming and lots of playing mixed in to the week as well. I am praying the weather will be nice because it's been months since we have been to an outdoor playground!

Addison has a little friend coming over in a few moments (with her mummy) so I must go get the kettle on and tidy up a bit. Wow, that sounded really British.

Have a wonderful weekend!

Abundant Living

A few weeks ago Marc told me about an opportunity through our local church to work with the Cardiff Crisis Pregnancy Centre. It's been closed for a few years due to various reasons and a few ladies from our church are re-opening it. My first reaction was "No way, can't do that!" Mainly out of fear and feelings of inadequacies. What do I have in common with anyone that might find themselves in that situation? Marc encouraged me to think about it and I said I would. But I didn't really. Just kept telling God that I was not qualified to do that.

The next Sunday at church when my mom and aunt were here, two of the three ladies that are re-opening this centre stood up front and announced a meeting that they were having for anyone who might be interested in this. I immediately was like, "Are you kidding me? Enough already!" For once I wasn't wrestling Addison since she was sitting with my mom and aunt and of course this is the one week that I actually get to hear any announcements. One of the sweet ladies said that she would like to encourage anyone to come- don't worry about feeling inadequate or scared- that she was too at first but God is way bigger than that, etc. etc. I left there feeling like I really should go to that meeting, but still telling God all about how I really felt about it.

Even the night of the meeting, I drove up to the church reciting my list of why I'm not up for this to God and even as I walked in I blurted out "I'm not really sure why I'm here!" Ha. But as they began speaking my heart melted and I realized that I should be involved in some way. See, not only is this a place for unwanted pregnancies but they do counseling for traumatic births and post natal depression. As she explained this I just started crying. Back in 2004 when Cerys was born and I endured both of these things- at the end of a very long year I felt that God spoke to me and said, "I will not waste this time in you life Charity!" I never really knew or understood how that was going to come into play, but now, 6 years later I see it very clearly. When I see a pregnant lady in town or at the doctor's office, I seriously have this urge inside of me to tell her that it might be tough and if she finds herself depressed she needs to know that it will not last forever and that's it's okay to admit it. I want to tell her that she has a God who loves her so much that will see her through the darkest times of her life.

I'm crying now. I can't seem to talk about this without crying. It seems so fresh on my heart all of the sudden. In just a little while I'm going down to the office space they have to meet with these three ladies for the first time. I woke up with a knot in my nervous stomach. I have no idea why I'm feeling so anxious over this. It seems like my mode of operation when doing something new- anxiety! It seems it's been my constant friend in life, at times worse than others. I sat down a few minutes ago to pray and read my Jesus Calling devotional book and of course it's for me today!

Jesus Calling- February 14

"Give yourself fully to the adventure of today. Walk boldly along the path of life, relying on your ever present Companion. You have every reason to be confident, because My presence accompanies you all the days of your life- and onward into eternity. Do not give in to fear or worry, those robbers of abundant living. Trust me enough to face problems as they come, rather than trying to anticipate them. Fix your eyes on Me, the author and perfecter of your faith...."

Did I mention that the verse I chose to memorize this month is John 10:10?

"The thief comes to steal and to kill and to destroy. I came that they may have life and have it more abundantly."

Whoa. Word spoken today.

Our Weekend

It's Sunday afternoon, about 1:30pm and the house is silent except the hum of the washing machine and me clicking away on this keyboard. The girls were up late Friday and Saturday night so they are all three napping which is so nice. I needed to get a few things at the store today so I went before church this morning so I could get back in my PJ's this afternoon and I'm so glad I did! Stores are only allowed to be open from 10-4pm on Sundays which I think is a good idea, that is until I need milk or bread. But I was on top of things this morning and get in and out pretty quick. The store opens at 9:30am so you can go in and do your shopping, you just can check out until 10am- pretty nifty. I've planned a fun day for the girls tomorrow since it "Balemtimes" so I needed to get a few last minute items this morning!

On Friday we went to some friends house for pizza. They have a little girl who is Bailey's age and twin boys who are Addison's age. We always have a good time over there and this was no exception. The girls dressed up in every outfit possible that night and went up and down the stairs constantly showing each new outfit. Addison and the boys played with Handy Manny toys and this hilarious talking Elmo. Addison was in love with that Elmo. He would fall over and say something like "Elmo can't get up, can you help me?" And Addison would say, "Awww" and help him help and then he would say, "Thank you, you are Elmo's best friend." It was so cute, she carried him around all night I think.

Saturday morning we got up and ready for ballet class. I finally got my act together and bought the "right" leotard, tights and shoes for the girls so they were happy to match everyone else in the class. Is this a glimpse into my future? Can't we just wear any ole leotard? Anyway. I took my two matching girls to ballet and Marc volunteered to stay home and keep wild thing- I mean Addison. I had 40 minutes of silence in the car out in the car park while I waited for them to finish ballet. I did my Bible study and practiced my Siesta Scripture Memory Verses. Earlier in the week I checked in on a few blogs I read and got a fun idea about doing a Valentine painting. Now, I hate painting with small kids- I taught elementary school but was so glad I didn't have to teach art!! The girls are always begging me to paint and I usually have some kind of excuse like "It's too messy" - wait, that is always what I say! So I thought I would bless them and actually come up with something to do after ballet. I went and bought little canvases and everything! When I announced that we would be painting that day, Bailey shouts, "This is the best day EVER!" Ouch. I really should lighten up a bit more. I decided to simplify things for my girls and just do 4 Valentine hearts instead of a few rows of them. So I drew a grid on their canvas and printed out a color wheel from the internet and told them that we were going to learn about complementary colors! Are you impressed? Ha. I mixed up the paint- except the purple turned out more brownish. Oh well!

Oh first, just a cute picture of Addison from this week-
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This is Bailey's picture-I helped her do the first one, the blue heart, then I just let loose and let her go for it! She likes to just get things done so she can move on the next thing!

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And here is Cerys' - she worked so hard on this and really took her time.
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And this is mine! I think I used the wrong canvases or paint b/c it didn't seem to work that great, or maybe the pain was too watery? Anyway, they had fun and that is all that matters.

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After our super exciting painting lesson, we got ready for company! Two families from school were coming for dinner! A welsh couple with three girls, a French couple with two girls and us! So, that's 8 little girls!!! I invited them over but also asked our French friends to bring their Raclette- it's a nifty contraption that melts Raclette cheese, almost like fondue. She told me everything to buy and she brought the cheese and Raclette maker and the other couple brought dessert. We had baked potatoes with a selection of hams and salami's and also salad and then you just pour the melted Raclette all over the top of it! Oh my. So good, but I can already tell that my lactose intolerant self is hating life. You know that Meg Ryan scene in French Kiss when she's on the train and she's eaten too much cheese? That's how I'm feeling.

Here is a close up of the lovely Raclette cheese-
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We had a lovely time, so glad we invited them over and it was agreed that next month we will do it again at another couple's house!

Happy Valentine's Day! My Valentine is actually in town for a while now, yay!

Just A Few Things

Thank you for those of you who shared in our excitement about Cerys' special day on Sunday! We truly appreciate it. We've already had a discussion with her after she told her friends at school on Monday about the decisions she made. It was over snack and she got a response that I was kind of shocked to hear. We talked about it last night and however much I wish I could protect her from the comments of others, I know that God is much bigger than any of that and I just pray that He would keep her heart sensitive to Him. Bless her, at 6 years old you think that everyone should be as thrilled as your parents, but that is not the case. Especially in her school!

Some of you have asked about my Facebook page. It's gone. I needed a little break from it, nothing bad or crazy has happened. I have felt for a while that I needed to step away from it but I'm embarrassed to admit that I was scared to do it. I love keeping in touch with everyone, it makes home seem less far away, I love hearing everyones' news, etc. Last week I just decided it was time and that I would not log-on for a while. Well that last about 4 hours and then I thought, well I'll just not comment on anyone's page and just read. Ha. Who am I kidding? I finally decided on Sunday that I would have to deactivate it because as soon as I felt bored, I would want to go click on the FB link on my browser. Pathetic, I know. So, I'll be back I'm sure at some point but not right now. I have to say that after the first few days now I feel a bit free from it- I had loads of time last night to knit and read and do my Bible study, oh- and get in bed by 10:30pm! Rock on!

I just need y'all to know that I get worn out getting my girls to school. On days like today, I can feel my eyes glazing over before we even get out of the front door. Today Addison was with me and that just makes me even more frazzled. She wants to walk all the time, not ride in the stroller and I try to oblige her but some days it's not worth the fight. As soon as you say, hold my hand or come this way- it's over. She's screaming, limp as a dishrag. I can feel the eyes of parents on me but you know, today I just didn't care. Their kids don't act any better! Then as I try to get her back in the stroller, she goes stiff like a piece of cardboard. I just want to scream, "Are you kidding me!" I'm literally out of breath by the time I walk home or get back in the car- if I got to drive that day. This morning we drove (Thank you Jesus and Lottie Moon- so thankful that we are provided a car!) and as I got Addie in her car seat (stiff as cardboard again!) and slipped into the driver's side door, I just locked the doors and threw my head back. Addie was screaming so I just turned up the music and closed my eyes trying to picture my happy place. I don't even really have a happy place, just somewhere other than there right then. After all my efforts and no yelling at the girls, I decided to treat myself to Starbucks. It seems I'm doing that more and more lately- it's my coping mechanism maybe? I use to only go on special occasions, but with Marc being gone so much lately it's become my only saving grace. So, we drove to city centre, found a place to park and headed for Starbucks while Addie screamed "BAK, BAK" - that's her way of saying "walk". I drank my tall cafe mocha with no whip while she happily stared down at the passers-by as if nothing had just happened. She's so cute I could just eat her up, but boy, is she hard work.

I wanted to see if any of you had any suggestions for good books to read aloud to my girls? They are 6 and 4 years old- any suggestions?

My heart is full today. Even overwhelmed at times that I feel teary eyed. So excited and blessed to hear about Joanne and the progress she is making in her recovery. I'm blown away by all the people that are praying for her and I just get so excited to read her husband's updates each morning. God is so good! In the midst of the gratefulness, I'm so burdened and sad for Kate McRae and this little girl. I have cried and prayed for them and long to see God answer with healing on this earth. I sat on the girls' floor while Addie played around me just bawling my eyes out- it's just too much to bear to walk that road. Marc hugged me and told me that was one reason he loved me so much because I'm a compassionate person. While I think that was sweet for him to tell me that it also seems like such a heavy burden. Sometimes my thoughts go toward the "what if's- what if that was one of our little girls? I've never met these young girls but I pray for them daily, numerous times a day that God would hear their parents' cry for help and please heal. Jesus, heal their little bodies and comfort their Mommies and Daddies and siblings.

I know this was random, thanks for reading! Pray for those families please if the Lord brings them to mind today!

February 6, 2011- A Special Day For Cerys

Today started just like any other day- the girls up at 7am and "playing quietly" in their room. As the morning went on, the more frustrated I got. I told Marc I just wanted to get back in bed and pull the covers back over my head. We are all fighting some kind of cold off and with all the sister-bickering I was fed up. On the drive to church Cerys was singing "Santa Claus is Coming To Town" at the top of her lungs and I was even annoyed at that.

As soon we walked into church, Cerys saw the communion tables set up and immediately asked Marc if she could participate today. I didn't know any of this until later, but they had a little conversation and he asked her if she knew what it was for and who gets to eat/drink it. She knew exactly what it was and what it symbolized. He told her that they would talk more about it after we got home from church. After the service was over, I was standing outside of Cerys' class looking in the window and I noticed all the kids were writing something on little sticky notes and putting it on a wooden cross in the middle of the room. Cerys was scribbling something on her paper and I saw her walk up to the cross and place it on the side. Just a few minutes later I saw them walk Cerys to the middle of the room and they all reached their hands out toward and started praying. I was so curious because she's so shy, I couldn't imagine what had prompted her to get up in front of the room. As the kids were filing out, I stepped in and asked her teacher if everything was okay. She told me their Bible story that day was about Jesus healing and when they asked if anyone needed prayer for healing, Cerys put her hand up and said that our whole family has not been well with colds and drainage (that makes me chuckle) so they asked her to come to the front and they all prayed for us to feel better.

We got home, made and ate lunch and got them down for naps as soon as possible (grin). Marc and I talked about what Cerys said about communion and how we've noticed in the last few months she's really been asking lots of questions and we've answered the best we can. We brought her downstairs to talk further and answered any questions she had- which she only had one. In her own words she told us what Jesus did on the cross and that she wanted to follow Him. She prayed a precious prayer- one that I will remember always! It was a really neat time for the three of us and I'm so grateful to God for they way He has been working in her heart and life and that He allowed us to be here in this moment to hear her prayer.

We hugged and I cried, and then we wrote this date down in her Bible (and I wrote it in mine too) so she will always remember the day that she said yes to Jesus.

Romans 10:9 says, "That if you confess with your mouth, 'Jesus is Lord,' and believe in your heart that God raised him from the dead, you will be saved."

Nothing Much

I don't really have much to say, contrary to what my husband believes. He is so funny. And quiet. I'm not sure how he handles me and his three girls talking so much, but he does. The only times I got in trouble in school growing up was for talking or passing notes. Anyway, I just thought I would hop on here for a few minutes but I don't have anything too terribly important to share with you.

Do you ever feel like God is up to something in your life all of the sudden? Things I'm reading and things we are talking about as a couple are all pointing to something I feel like. I'm not sure what, but I just know it's something. Marc has received some affirmation in his life recently and we just both feel that God is up to something really neat. I'm very proud of my husband and the man that he is and after hearing him speak on Sunday at our church made me even more proud and confirmed some things in his life. Many people came up to him after the service with all kinds of affirmation, comments and questions. I was SO proud of him.

Life is plugging along as usual here in Wales. We've actually had two days (not in a row) of sunny skies and it sure does make a difference! All three girls and I walked to school yesterday morning and it was 26 degrees F and so cold. We were frozen by the time we got there, but it did feel invigorating! I was hinting around to Marc that morning how cold it was, hoping he would just say, "Sure, I can be late to my meeting, don't worry about it, I'll drive the girls to school" but he never did so I decided to act like a big girl and just do it. That seems to be my life motto these days- just do it. Kind of like Nike, but I don't wear Nike shoes.

Speaking of shoes, I'm in a pretty good habit of going to the gym at 6:30am-7:30am for a workout. It's torture most days, I won't lie, but I know it's good for me. That time of day is about the only time I can go when no one "needs" me- the girls are still in bed and I don't have to have a babysitter! I'm not losing weight as rapidly as I'd like to, but I am seeing some big changes in my body so that is exciting! Like I'm seeing muscles that I thought were gone forever! And that motivates me to keep going! I recently read Made To Crave by Lysa TerKeurst and I highly recommend it. I want to crave Jesus over anything else in my life.

Addison will be two years old in a few weeks and I can hardly believe it. I told someone at church on Sunday that I honestly feel like I was just pregnant with her! I was cuddling her last night, trying to get her to sit still and I could barely hold on to her, she's grown so much! The week of her birthday is half term around here so her big sisters will be out of school for the week, I'm trying to think of something fun we can all do together that day to celebrate. Then we might have to get Chinese food from our favorite take-away place since that is what I was eating two years ago when the hospital finally called and told me they had a bed for me so that I could be induced! Ahhh, memories.

Have a great week!

More Pictures

My mom posted some more pictures on her Facebook page so I stole them and thought I would post them here! But first, I need to show you this:

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Could it be? Every once in a while I walk down the "ethnic" food aisle at Tesco and yesterday I looked up and behold, the KRAFT symbol smacked me right between the eyes. I paid about $6 for this tiny little block of unhealthiness just so I could see if it might be close to Velveeta. I've been craving queso really bad lately! We looked it up on the internet and it says it's the same thing, just sold as "cheddar" in Australia and the UK. But now I'm not sure what to do with it, there is no Ro*tel in my cabinet!

This is Addie in her new boots strutting through our new indoor mall! I just love the floors, beautiful aren't they?

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This picture makes me laugh because of what the girls are wearing. Cerys always changes into a T-shirt and non-matching skirt as soon as she can even though it's 30 degrees outside. Bailey suddenly LOVES jeans but insists on wearing her "dressing gown" over everything. Addie was just changed out of her church clothes by her Daddy. This is my life!

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Aww, they really do love each other I think!

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Happy girl about to get her some Starbucks with her Gigi!

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This is the "don't talk to me look"- I seem to see that pretty often. They don't call them the terrible two's for nothing!

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So Many Pictures! (Really Long Post!)

My mom and aunt are gone, the house has been cleaned, the laundry in the process of being done and Addison is taking a nap so I thought I'd sit down and update you! I'll have to go in a little while to get the girls from school and wouldn't you know? It's drizzling again. It did not rain ONCE while my mom and aunt were here, I was in shock. The day they arrived it was beautiful sunny skies. In fact Cerys came home from school that day saying, "Mummy, it didn't rain one time at school today and we got to play outside!" My mom laughed because I just said to her on the way home from the airport that we had seen the sun in a while.

We had a great time! It went way too fast though. My mom and aunt have both been here several times before so this was not a tourist-y trip, but "help me out since Marc is gone trip" and it was so nice. I cooked dinner while they entertained the girls every night and we went shopping during the day. Addison LOVED the one on one attention she got while the big girls were in school. She was so hilarious all week too and started talking up a storm! She was suddenly saying her name, repeating everything we said and it was so cute. I was SO glad my mom was here to witness a bunch of first words- God is good isn't He? I have to say the hardest part of saying goodbye is not really on my end (although I'm very sad), but I just feel for my family. I feel bad they are missing some things in our girls' lives, but God is better and knows our needs and wants!

Ok, so this is full of pictures, just scroll through as fast as you want!

The second day, we stopped at a cash point (ATM) for my mom to get cash. My aunt hopped out of the car (no drive-through ATM's here) and was going to get money for my mom. Mom told her the pin number and it turns out that it was the wrong pin number and the machine kept my mom's card. I was stressing out (as I do) and it was time to get the girls from school, so I left my mom and aunt on the curb to sort it out and told them I would be back as soon as I can. I was so stressed and felt sick, but I got the girls and drove back to where I had left them. They were not there. There was no way I could get all 3 girls out to find them, much less find a space to park. I was so worried my mom would be upset about her card. Then I finally saw my aunt and she came over to the van and told me they had just ordered some tea in a little shop and would be a few minutes. I just stared at her. So, what about the bank card I asked?? Well, the bank shredded it and would not give it back to my mom so they didn't want to wait out in the cold so they ordered tea. I had to laugh. I was all stressed out and driving around trying to find them and they are chillin' in a tea shop, obviously not too upset about the card incident. Here they are enjoying their tea:

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My aunt brought her laptop and would play Barney every morning for Addie, spoiled rotten I tell you.

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But cute as a button:

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I have no idea what the girls are doing here, but we went shopping on Saturday to get the girls some tights and ballet shoes, they started a Saturday morning ballet class and are loving it!
(This is city centre)
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My aunt Beverly-
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My aunt always cracks me up and takes pictures constantly- I thought you might enjoy some of around our house- It all seems so normal to me that I've never thought to show you, but here you go: A round-a-bout sign: you have to know what exit you need before you enter!

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This little "lane" is how we get to our garage, my mom and aunt thought we were crazy driving our van between these cars, but that's life here.

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Our row of houses:
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We are the little grey house on the end!

The oldest cemetery in Cardiff is across the street. Interesting tidbit- we have lived in or across from a cemetery our entire time in Wales. In Pontypool we lived in a flat above the church and we were surrounded by a cemetery. We've always had quiet neighbors. Hahahaaha.

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Addison's 2nd birthday is not for another month, but why wait when you have family in town? So, I made a cake Saturday night and we celebrated Sunday after church.

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She got a Minnie Mouse car and these tools from Handy Manny. She's in love with Manny and Pat, the hammer and sleeps with them at naptime and bedtime.

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Here we are: My mom, me, and Aunt Beverly

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Thanks for making it this far! I've got about an hour before I leave to get the girls from school. Marc took the bus today and left me the van, so now the question is: Do I walk to school or drive??? Have a great week!

Gigi and Aunt Beverly...

...are here! They arrived Tuesday morning after a long flight from Dallas to Amsterdam, then on to Cardiff. Addison was so happy to see her Gigi that in the car she kept saying "Gigi home!" And then my mom cried. The girls have played and played and we have all laughed so hard, it's been really fun. Even stayed out all day yesterday shopping in city centre with Addison which I would normally consider torture, but with two extra hands it wasn't bad! She was pleasant considering she missed her nap, but then again maybe it was all the attention she's getting all day while her big sisters are in school. Addison is suddenly talking up a storm and after spilling something at Starbucks yesterday she looked at my mom and aunt and said, "Nice!" I guess she's heard me say that a few million times! Of course we all busted out laughing and she knew was so hilarious.

My mom and aunt are laughing at the girls' accents, I guess I don't notice it so much. Yesterday after school Cerys told my mom, "Well, Bailey's in a bit of a mood!" Ha. And she was. That child makes me crazy one minute and so happy the next! I'm letting them stay home from school tomorrow- I wrote notes to their teachers today and I just decided to be honest (imagine that!) and say that the girls will be spending Friday with my mom and aunt before they return to America. They leave in the wee hours of Monday morning, so I thought we needed a long weekend to watch movies, shop and eat! I hope I don't get in trouble by the teachers when we go get the girls at school in a few minutes. I might get told off- but I'm a grown woman and can handle it. (I think)

And you can say a prayer for Marc, he comes home tomorrow (yay!) to a house full of 6 girls. Lord bless him.

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