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Orphan Sunday


Ya. Today is a special day because its Orphan Sunday. Sadly, most churches aren’t aware of this or simple just don’t talk about it..

Deanna Wallace says this “God, the Father of all fatherless, adopts us into His family and gives us a place to belong, an inheritance and an identity. Orphan Sunday declares that every orphan from all corners of the world needs a family to belong to, an inheritance and an identity.” A to the men!

Some good Pastor friends of ours in Georgia asked us to put together a short little video on our hearts for Adoption for this special day. This was the 3rd time shooting it.  First it was lighting issues. Then, their were kid issues, like the sounds of them chasing each other with a sword and grapes…?? I know, strange. It just wasn’t the background music we were looking for. HA . Be near Lord.

Power of our words



I’ve wanted to be a mommy from an early age, as young as I can remember. Like many women, I would day dream about being pregnant. I would imagine what my children would look like, surely they would look just like me. NOPE:( I would dream of reading countless books to them, fixing their hair, playing softball out in the backyard, beach trips, and all things fun.  I wanted nothing more than to be a mommy and to experience that kind of love.

I never thought about if something went wrong. My children struggling in any way never crossed my mind. Everything was picture perfect.

My oldest daughter is 10 years old and has been very active since day 1.  I just wrote it off as being very outgoing and typical toddler behavior. Now that she is older and in school, we had started noticing issues with lack of focus, not following directions, comprehension and falling very behind in school with a couple dozen more issues. What we had been writing off as immature or being “quirky” was becoming something we had to address. We had to finally realize something is a little “off” and we are going to confront it and take some action. I’m not here to rattle off a bunch of symptoms only to spook you and then you get yourself on the internet and start reading articles and then diagnose your child with 3 different things as you climb into fetal position. I’m so guilty of that, OMG its happened too many times.

My conversations with my husband now daily involve the words, ADD, ADHD, learning disorder, dyslexic, medication, IEP, occupational therapy, neurological specialist, developmental specialist and that list goes on. So many labels being thrown around. I think for some, they are a godsend. For others, they are a stigmatizing opinion.  I go from heartbreak to gratitude that we somewhat know what is going on. I realize that for her to get the help she needs like therapy and special classes that we have to have an official label.

Those labels, though. Dangerous. That’s where I get stuck. Wanting to know, but then wanting to forget. Since starting this journey I am way more aware of my words.

“Focus on your schoolwork! You’re so easily distracted.”

“Your being very immature, you need to act your age”

“She’s my add daughter.”

“She’s the one who struggles”

“Why are you so difficult?”


Use a label long enough and our kids are going to start believing it and then owning it believing that’s how God made them, it’s who they are and it will always be that way.  Even if it’s true, its damaging and it certainly is not Gods way. Proverbs 18:21 says that our words either give life or death. I like all of you mommas want to speak life into my daughter and I will be honest and say it’s going to take effort to think before I just spew out nastiness, but talk to her like she is a daughter of a King, a child of God. As mommas we get the high calling of being the voice our kids hear the most while they are little. “Speaking life is naming out loud the things that you believe your child is becoming…even if they aren’t “there” yet.” And All the praise hands here, right? I wrote this down in church years ago from my Pastor. I LOVE IT!!!

Speaking life is full of love, grace and a confidence that God is doing an amazing great work in our child’s life. God has an amazing plan for my child and yours, one so much greater than we can even imagine. His plans are to prosper them and to give them hope and a future. I looked up “prosper” online and some other words for it are to thrive, prevail and triumph. YES, Lord!! Sounds like some serious victory talk, right?!  Mommas, it starts with us and our words. They will become what you tell them they will be. Even if it starts small, maybe today, just hold them and look at them in their eyes and speak life. 

The future is blessed for my child. — “For I know the plans I have for you, ” says the Lord, They are plans for good and not for disaster, to give you future and a hope.” Jeremiah 29:11

My child lives under a heavy anointing. -Isaiah 10:27

A God moment and a baby bottle


my Skylar

My Skylar


My youngest daughter was barely 3 weeks old. My oldest daughter was doing schoolwork and my husband was already back to work. I was recovering from a c-section and trying to function on a few hours of broken up sleep. I was convinced I was going crazy because I found myself bawling at the thought of starting over with a baby when our oldest was 7 years old. We were in the process of adopting a toddler who was sleeping through the night and not in diapers. Did I mention we had been trying to conceive for 14 years? Imagine my disappointment, guilt and shame with myself at thinking these thoughts when this precious baby was what I had pleaded and begged God for. Then, there was the breastfeeding thing. I, honestly hated it. I knew all the benefits of it and wanted to love it, but I didn’t.

Once again, I sat there reeking of shame.

It was feeding time and everybody on our street knew it. Bless her heart. She loves her food. Bottle is warm and ready. I tried for what felt like a hour to get that dang bottle nipple in her mouth, but she wasn’t having it. She was squirmy, somewhat thrashing her head and screaming. Just as the bottle would get to her lips, she would resist it.  I knew she was hungry and the very thing she wanted and needed was right in front of her, but she was too busy fighting it.  I remember myself saying over and over,  “Skylar, its right here. Honey, look, momma has what you want.”  Trying to convince a newborn -exhausting. My face was covered in tears and my heart covered in shame.

God showed up in that moment with a screaming baby, a cold bottle and a momma who was all around a mess dealing with labels, insecurities, fear and a really distorted view of God and what he thought about me.

I am not somebody who goes around saying “Oh, God talked to me last night and then again this morning and actually right now this minute too.” Or maybe he does and I’m just not listening or I write it off as hallucinating and too much coffee. Another devotional another day for that.

I know that I know that He spoke to me this day though. I felt Him gently whisper, “Jada, exactly. Stop trying to push me away, my love for you isn’t going anywhere. Stop looking here and there and making excuses for why you don’t deserve it. Aren’t you tired of fighting? My love is exactly what you need and want.

I wish I could say that day was like a demolition day (Joanna & Chip Gaines style) and all those lies, labels and my view of God was tore down and replaced with the truth, never to come to surface again. I’m so thankful that God is gracious and I know I’ll only be complete in Him. Some sweet ole lady always said in my childhood church, “I’m not who I want to be, but I’m sure not who I used to be.” True story.

There is a song that as the young kids say, “Its my JAM!” This song has become mine. my heart. my cry when the words won’t come.

Your love’s not fractured
It’s not a troubled mind
It isn’t anxious
It’s not the restless kind
Your love’s not passive
It’s never disengaged
It’s always present
It hangs on every word we say
Love keeps its promises
It keep its word
It honors what’s sacred
‘Cause its vows are good
Your love’s not broken
It’s not insecure
Your love’s not selfish
Your love is pure

You don’t give Your heart in pieces
You don’t hide Yourself to tease us

So, pretty much God’s love is perfect. Ya, it can’t mess us up. God is crazy in love with you and me! He loves us madly and passionately- so much that the Word says, “He delights in me and rejoices over with me with singing.” Zephaniah 3:17 May these words become your reality today. You can stop resisting. Stop fighting it. Just stop. His love is all you’ll ever need.

“For the Lord your God is living among you.
He is a mighty savior.
He will take delight in you with gladness.
With his love, he will calm all your fears.
He will rejoice over you with joyful songs.”
-Zephaniah 3:17

Asking purposeful questions may surprise you.



I’ve been married for 18 years and have 2 kids (Both are girls), so “Jesus, take the wheel” is a very daily statement around here. I have been home with them since the day we brought them home, every single day, See, my husband is cursed with many gifts, therefore staying very busy most weeks. There were and still are mornings that as he says goodbye for the day, I feel many different emotions. I think “I’m so blessed that I get to stay home with my kids and create all these memories and not miss a milestone, etc. Yet at the same time  would also think “I’m suffocating, I’m lonely and feeling bitter.” I would often be channeling my inner Ariel inside my head singing ” Wish I could be part of that world”. And if you think its impossible to feel all those emotions at one time, you my friend are not a woman or maybe, you do not have any blessed little ones yet.

My husband arrives home from work usually between 5-6.  He’ll walk through the door, hug the girls, hug me and then say, “What did you do today?” or maybe he’s feeling brave and asks “What did you get done today?”  I remember the day he asked that one, he was lucky that day because he happened to be wearing a hat and he just looked so darn cute. Today, he asked “So, how was your day?”

The question just hangs as I look at him, trying to gauge if he was being sincere, funny, sarcastic, and then which kind of sarcastic, trying to make out the pitch and tone of his voice and what all did he mean????? Meanwhile, I’ve asked my 10 year to get off youtube for the 38th time and to take my bra off and to stop watching strange womens labor and delivery stories.  My 2 year old is outside in the pool with her swim instructor having her 1st lesson and I can hear her telling her instructor, “no, no, I wanna do it myself” with a little bit of a monster voice and then I hear the instructor say “Skylar, please stop kicking me with water.” Poor instructor, We are probably now on the black list. I look at the custom made fireplace that Skylar had just drawn some artwork on with a black sharpie that same morning, my pee soaked shorts cause we are in potty training season and well, need I tell you how thats going, unwashed hair, chipped fingernails and coffee breath and I pause. Freeze time. Lets go into my head for a second.

How was my day???  Hum, wellllllllll (really dragged out ) today felt like eternity. There were moments when my heart was so full I could have exploded and then there were other moments when my senses were under assault that I think I did explode. I was both lonely and desperate to be alone. I counted down the minutes til nap time and then the second I layed down my 2 year old I couldn’t wait for the moment to go nuts kissing her sweet face! I was bored out of my mind and completely overwhelmed with so much to do at the same time. Today dragged on, yet there wasn’t enough time. It was loud and silent. I was at my best and then, a moment later, at my very worst. I think around 2:00 I imagined us moving to Haiti and taking over our favorite orphanage, adopting each of those kids as our own and then a hour later, I thought what if we give up our kids we already have for adoption and move to Bora-Bora.  Hubby-when there are 3 girls and all of us have several personalities(jk);)  and we all have crazy hormones –  it becomes super difficult to explain the question, “How was my day”

I’m too tired to say all of that. So, sometimes I would cry, or yell or just say fine and tell him I got errands to do meaning TARGET RUN!!!! Go to target, order my grande iced vanilla latte and wander the aisles, thinking “please God, let me run into a friend, somebody I know, anybody will do Lord.” In those moments, I often feel sad and hurt because I just want to be seen and known. The days just seem impossible to explain.

In one of my many self help books or a blog,  I read how we should ask each other better questions. Whether it be spouse, child, friendship-if we really care to know them, we need to ask them better questions, specific questions and then really listen. This quote hit me straight in my face,  “If we don’t want throwaway answers, we can’t ask throwaway questions.”

It doesn’t always happen, but now we try to ask more thought out questions. Ones that hopefully will set us up for success.

What did I do today that made you feel appreciated?

What can I do to help you right now? -my fav!!!

I also use it on my 10 year old when I pick her up from school. I no longer ask, “How was your day?” because she has noooooooo clue. It was the worst of days, it was the best of days. One moment, her best friend was one girl and then 10 minutes later, it is a different girl. A specific question is going to give me a more clear answer and more of a window into her day.  So, now i ask

How do you feel about your spelling test?

Did you play anything fun during recess? 

Do you feel proud of yourself today?

What if we viewed our questions the same way we viewed giving a gift to a close friend? Giving a thoughtful gift requires us to really listen and know that person. The more personal and specific the gift the more the receiver will feel genuinely loved and known. If thought out and purposeful our questions can evoke the same response as that perfect gift. Love is specific. Love is personal. Love is being known.

“You’re the Devil”

Us 2015

Us 2015

 I have one brother, Derrick and we are 22 months apart. Well, he’s really only my half brother which is so weird to say and sad and lets just forget I ever brought it up.. cause now I want to cry about it.. Ok. So, important thing to remember here is he’s older:) He turned the big 40 today! I am still in my 30’s. Yeah for that!

 Childhood was a little, ummmmmm different. He was raised by my Grandpa and Grandma and I was all over the place. I stayed with them some, stayed with my mom some, spent a lot of nights at my aunts house and stayed anywhere else anybody would have me. I was so popular with my big ears, loud obnoxious voice and unending energy that everybody wanted me. Annnnd cue a lot of sarcasm there.:) Anyway, it is what it is and we survived. We turned out and turned up…. JK. totally doesn’t make sense, but felt right to type it. So………

 I have absolutely admired and adored my brother since I can remember.  I never ever wanted to be apart from him. I mean, HELLO!!! I slept in his room so many times on his top bunk. And I’m not talking about as a 6 year old, but when I was like 15 years old!!!!!!!!!  He would probably not like that on social media, but oops… there it is:)  Remember the year that rapture was supposed to happen for the 3,294th time??? I think it was in 1988.. So I would have been 11 years old. I WAS TERRIFIED. People, I cried so much that day. Of course we had been made to watch those dumb rapture movies that week that have traumatized me for LIFE.. Anyway, I begged Derrick to let me sleep with him and I’m not talking top bunk this night!!!!  Ya, seriously if he would have let me slept with him on the bottom bunk, next to him, yes,  skin to skin, sharing the same blanket, HA..I would have jumped there in a second..He agreed to top bunk so there I was expecting to feel an earthquake at any minute,,, oh wait, that was another night where a big earthquake was predicted!!!!! oh I can’t keep track… At this point of the blog, if you feel like its gotten too awkward, I give you permission to stop reading. cause it does get a little bit more odd when I start talking about if we weren’t brother and sister, would he marry me.. I know… BIG issues!!! 

Anywaaaaaaay, Derrick made me feel safe, he kept me laughing all the time, he protected me when strange men at amusement parks tried to pick me up:) played the weirdest foot game with me which he probably doesn’t remember and would never admit to. I can’t forget all the times spent in the backyard playing cowboys and indians or cop and robber,, and ohhhh shall we talk about the time he committed assault and battery on me?????!!!!!! YEP.. He sure did, just calling it as I see it people.. He wanted to tie me up around the tree and I did’nt want to be tied to the tree, so he decides to throw his rifle at me, straight on the right side of my forehead, leaving me with a scar. Thx you so very much! Aww I remember that day well, Grandma came running out with her good ole rubber house shoe:) sat me on the couch with a rag to soak up all the blood. and while laying there in pain, I heard my brother get the worst spanking of his life!!!!!!!!!! It was awesome!!!!! So I layed there and just smiled:)))

Here comes another awkward moment. I once asked him, “Derrick, if I was’nt your sister, would u want to marry me?????” ” cause I would totally would want to marry you”…. ?????????? Is that wrong????? 🙂 When we were in college together, that 1 whole year I did:) he was dating another girl. (not his wife now) I LOOOOVE HER:) but another girl that isn’t on social media. If she is, I apologize:) but I with a few other girls were really bothered by this relationship my brother was having cause I felt my brother was too good for her. Not in a mean way, but well.. yeah I guess it was mean.. I didn’t like the way she treated him, blah blah, blah so me and another girl decide to fast!!!!!!! hahahah and pray they would break up… Who does that??!?!!?!?!? Gives up food to pray for her brother to break up with a girlfriend. 1. I think i lasted 48 minutes and 2. I think I really just didn’t want him dating anybody. It meant there was another woman in his life and not just me anymore. :(( Whew this is getting deep. God bless my heart. 

  I am so overwhelmed with emotions when I think of my brother and our life together as 2 kids who did’nt have the whole mom and dad thing going for us. My brother without knowing absolutely filled the many empty parts in my heart in so many ways. He’s so much more than a brother to me. Besides my husband of course, I can with all my heart say he is my best friend, he’s that “no matter what” person. No matter what happens, no matter what I’ve done, no matter what is done, no matter how unfair and ugly things are he never sways, He is always strong and confident, encouraging, supportive, understanding, compassionate, accepting and an incredible man of God-he is always there. There are too many miles between us now as we are raising our families and living our lives. If I could have one dream come true, it would be absolutely for us to be closer. Thank God for Facebook, instagram, email, FaceTime, snapchat, periscope, the PHONE, HELLO!!! 🙂

And now because we are sooo cute:)

I was 18 months old and he was 3. Cheeseball.. He is loving life!!

I was 18 months old and he was 3. Cheeseball.. He is loving life!!

yep, there HE is with HIS hand on MY cheek giving me lovin..  March 1979

yep, there HE is with HIS hand on MY cheek giving me lovin..  March 1979

Sept. 1979.. I was 20 months and Derrick was 3 and a half.. again he wanted to hold my hand:)) Now, that I'm look at all these pics, who was really obsessed with who???????????

Sept. 1979.. I was 20 months and Derrick was 3 and a half.. again he wanted to hold my hand:)) Now, that I’m look at all these pics, who was really obsessed with who???????????


me, Derrick, Janae and Blake with our Uncle Larry... This face is totally my brother's laugh still today!!

me, Derrick, Janae and Blake with our Uncle Larry… This face is totally my brother’s laugh still today!!


Easter of 1982,, THAT FACE:).. still happens all the time!!

Easter of 1982,, THAT FACE:).. still happens all the time!!


and this next thing is probably one of the oddest things you’ll ever see!!!
 I don’t expect anybody else to think this is funny, but one of my best memories was seeing this skit with Derrick when we were young and we both thought it was soooooooo funny… and just laughed forever….and this was where we started saying “your the devil” This phrase has stuck with us until even today.. 

Love Day, 2016

We love Valentine’s Day around here. Daddy always goes over and above on gifts which just happens to be my love language. Thank ya Jesus! This year he got me the cutest gold bracelet and it had JB+RB. Its etched in it like it would look like if it was etched on to a tree.. Kinda sloppy and the gold is the hammered look.. SOOO CUTE!!!!! Love it.. Ryan gets the girls little gifts too which they are all about. Always the cutest little trinkets. 

About 7 years ago, we started staying home on Valentines Night and we love it. I make a yummy dinner and we all dress up and eat with a hundred candles lit. ITS THE BEST!!!! The girls love it. We even skip paper plates on this night. No paper cups. We get the best plates out that we have. Thank you Crate and Barrel. Wine glasses come, we toast each other and CHEERS!!!! The girls love it. 

This year we wrote love notes to each other (why didn’t I take pictures of that???:( ) and we took turn reading them to each other while Skylar continued on her 2nd plate of Spaghetti. LOL.  Ryan and I both got sappy and couldn’t even get through all of them without crying. We just love our girls so much. Its a fun night and something we all look forward too every year. img_5257

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2015 Christmas Day Action

A few shots from Christmas Eve and Day with our cute little family. 

Christmas Eve before their 1 gift they get to open. Which is always pjs and an ornament for the year.

Christmas Eve before their 1 gift they get to open. Which is always pjs and an ornament for the year. Are they not the cutest??

Liking those new jimmies

Liking those new jammies

The girls get an ornament every year. I try to get an ornament that captures them that year. Skylar is all about fairies lately, especially dressing up like one:) so I got her one of the Fairies grin the Messenger ornament series at Hallmark.. It seriously was so cute.. looked just like her and evidently looked edible. Micah got a soccer girl with her number on it because she played for the first time this year on her school team and absolutely rocked it!!!!!

The girls get an ornament every year. I try to get an ornament that captures them that year. Skylar is all about fairies lately, especially dressing up like one:) so I got her a fairy from the Messenger ornament series at Hallmark.. It seriously was so cute.. looked just like her and evidently looked edible. Micah got a soccer girl with her number on it because she played for the first time this year on her school team and absolutely rocked it!!!!!

Christmas isn't complete with an Anna Dress. I wish she would just let it go... hahahahaha oh lawd.. crack myself up:)

Christmas isn’t complete without an Anna Dress. I wish she would just let it go…see what I did there?? hahahahaha oh lawd.. crack myself up:)

I hope ya had a very Merry Christmas. 

xox, Jada

Somebody is 40 and its not me!!! Part 1

My gorgeous hunk of a man just turned 40!! I just can’t believe he is there and i’m approaching it.. :(( unreal.. I used to think I would never turn 40.. I don’t know why I thought that. It just felt sooo far away, not that I would die or Jesus would come rapture us away, not that I think I’ll make it.. I mean, who knows really.. 🙂 JK calm down. I know where I’m headed, but only if He comes at the right moment.. hehe JK again… “Beulah Land (singing voice) I’m longing for you”.. ok. ok. another post another day.

Anywazzzzzzz, Ryan is turning 40 or tonight as I write this post, he is 40 plus 9 days. Eventful Night……  You can say he ended the night the same way he came into the world.. Well……..Wait….. that sounds like I’m saying that sweet 10 pounds, 4oz and 24 1/2″ long toddler Ryan came hurling out of his mothers vajayjay that night. No, clearly that did not happen… OUCHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

The day started with Ryan waking up to 40 balloons with random sweet pics of him through his life tied to them. He was surprised and it was really sweet to see him reflect on some of them.


So, now its evening time and I have invited 50+ people including family and close friends. Because of the amount of people and kids that would be there and I already met my quota for hosting parties at my house for this fiscal year, I decided LETS GO SKATING!!!! That’ll be fun, right? Well, it was for the first 45 minutes. So much fun!. Skylar was in Heaven,, she’s 2 people and she was pretty much running on the skates and would not come off the floor for anything, even CAKE!!!!! You know she was having a good time if she passed up food.. 🙂


Happy 40th babe

40 years ago, God brought this little boy into the world. Well, not really little, he was over 10 pounds and almost 24″ long, pretty much a 3 month old right out of the womb.

Ryan Chad Black was special:) The stories I have heard prove that God thinks very highly of my mother in law and that she was capable of such a child. HA! Most moms get together and tell stories of their children and they are often something like this “oh my child peed their pants right in the middle of the store” or “my child got in trouble at daycare because he pinched another little boy” or “ohhh my little one stuck a marble up his nose”, which all of these were done by Ryan too,, but he was always pushing it, seeing how much more he could do. So, my mother in law got to tell stories go like this…
At the young age of 3, Ryan fell out of a 2 story building with no injuries whatsoever, not even a scratch.   He also climbed a tall tree and couldn’t get down, his mom having no idea how he even did it..  Also around this age, his younger brother came along. Mom had to hide Richie from Ryan because he was very “loving” and thought it was okay to give gum to him when he was only a few months old. Awwwww, Ryan has always been a giver. 🙂
When Ryan was 4, yes ONLY 4. He lived in a small, tiny town outside of Union Center, South Dakota. He wanted to go to the store that was 3 miles away, nobody was available to take him so he decided with all that 4 year old wisdom that he would walk himself ON THE HIGHWAY to this tiny store. While on his way, a car full of drunk native Americans (I’m quoting mom’s exact words) picked him up and gave him a ride. Because the town was so tiny, the clerk working in the store recognized little 4 year old Ryan and long story short, he was returned home safely:)) TRUE STORY….  
Sometime around the age of 6, he jumped off the kitchen counter and didn’t quite clear it,  so now he’s falling with tongue hanging out and falls on floor biting his tongue almost off.  He went on to bigger things then, like killing his first animal, an innocent rabbit:( He started racing BMX bikes, he caught snakes that should never have been caught. At the age of 8, he somehow inquired a pet hawk which is really cool.. What little boy wouldn’t die to have a pet Hawk.. Forget goldfish, or little hamsters… A HAWK!!!!  and last and rather disturbing…… He was 9 and apparently he saw a bullet and a hammer on the table. Scared yet?????? Well,  remember his younger brother Richie who he repeatedly gave gum too as an infant???????? Yep, he was involved.:(  Ryan thought it would be cool to hit the bullet with the hammer, which sent the bullet flying into Richie’s leg which resulted in a hospital trip and stitches and years of counseling for the whole family at this point… JK on the therapy part.. I think..:) I think Richie got stitches a few more times as a result of Ryan’s actions and all this happened only in the first 9 years of life. There you go to the people with out kids so far:) FREE BIRTH CONTROL FOR ALL:) 
This little boy has grown into quite the man.  I knew from the moment I met him that he would be an incredible father and an amazing husband.  And he has far exceeded the word incredible.
He has loved me unconditionally and loved me through a lot of very ugly times, seasons of life where I was very unloveable and didn’t deserve his love. He has held me, wiped away my tears, spoken truth into my heart and believed in me.  This man makes me laugh like nobody else can. He tells the cheesiest jokes that I act like annoy me, but really they make my heart flutter once again for him. Most people wouldn’t get most of what he does and why they send me into a crazy laughing woman. You know you have been laughing a lot when you have to run as your wheezing and grab your inhaler.:)  Ryan, I love you so much and could not have asked for more. I consider myself so blessed to have you by my side as we do life. Happy Birthday my love. 

2015 Christmas Fun

The holidays have come and gone. boooooooooohoooooo:( Now, its cold, foggy and rainy for no reason at all and its depressing!!!!!!! Its just fun during months of November and December. Anybody else feel that way?

We had a fun few months with friends and family. Skylar, especially was fun this year with all the Christmas events.. She told me hourly how pretty the Christmas tree was and that the lights are hot. We sang Happy Birthday Jesus and Silent Night about 39 times before bedtime. Actually, we do that everynight. Not kidding. Skylar has always loved those 2 specific songs. Also, we watched How the Grinch Stole Christmas about 4 times a day. That was definitely the movie of this Christmas for us. Ryan made us his special crack, I mean Nutella cookies pretty much every few nights. And I’m not even mad about it. We had several impromptu dance parties on the table to Mariah Carey’s, “All I want for Christmas is you”. One of our favorite traditions is letting the kids open a wrapped book every night starting Dec. 1st. and reading together as a family I would be lying if i said we didn’t miss night. oops.. . Overall, it was a relaxing Christmas vacation and many memories were made with my sweet little family.

Our elves, Colby and Chloe decided to come back, but they had ebola and weren’t their usual selves:(


Micah and I also did our annual goody bags to hand out to the homeless. It gets more and more special each year as she gets older and understands it. God is using her to bless others and she thinks thats pretty cool.

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little assembly line putting the bags together. Skylar wanted to help too:)

little assembly line putting the bags together. Skylar wanted to help too:)

My sweet family in Old Town enjoying the lights and the 17 fake snow flurries that they blew down. Thx SacTown, you shouldn’t have. (I miss home and real winter)

My sweet family in Old town, enjoying the lights and the 17 fake flurries that they blew down. :)

Micah started a new school this past fall and we are so in love with all the staff and the kids. It really does feel like another family. She got to perform in her first Christmas Production and she was over the moon. That girl rehearsed the heck out of her songs and even had the courage to try out to sign with the senior sign team for a song. Its a huge deal at our school, something they do with excellence. She didn’t make it and their were tears, from both of us. I actually went into the bathroom and curled up in a ball and bawled. I mean, like literally lost my self for a few minutes. It was not easy to see your little girl experience her first real disappointment and hear her say “I wasn’t good enough”.. ohhhh lawd.. gonna stop right now or starbucks gonna have to intervene over here in the corner. Anyway, lesson learned and she’ll be trying out again next opportunity. She’s such a trooper.



looking too grown up!!!!

looking too grown up!!!!

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Remember those impromptu dance parties I mentioned above?? Oh yeeeeeah, got some of them on video.. This 1st video is absolutely my favorite cause it has my niece in it. She’s not shy, but she is little more reserved than my Micah and tried for several hours to find my phone and delete this video. Someday, she will thank me for posting it:) And Whitney!!!! Need I say more?!?!?!? She just makes me come alive. Just gotta dance!!! But seriously, she’s my all time favorite. Makes me sad that she is no longer here;(. Again, tears. For the love, Jada! ok.. Pulling it together.

And then it was Christmas Zumba time!!!!!!!!!!

My husband and I are always looking for opportunities to give. God has blessed us over and above and its such a honor to just pass it on to others. A few months ago, God placed a family on my heart as I was praying that God would show me a family that we could love on and shower with gifts… Who doesn’t like receiving presents? I’m not gonna lie, I’m a huge fan of gifts!! Its my love language, just FYI. We did some fb stalking to figure out likes and stuff about them, etc. it’s a family we don’t even know well, but had met a few times. It’s been fun and a blessing to love on them like this and sure will bring some extra smiles.. Micah said as we were running the gifts from the car to their porch trying to be quiet, but both of us was so giddy that we should do this every year!! And a new tradition has now been born!!!!

this was actually our 1st stop, dropping off little tokens of our love to some new and forever friends

this was actually our 1st stop, dropping off little tokens of our love to some new and forever friends



us little elves:)

Even though this post is after Christmas, I hope your Christmas was full of love. “Christmas is a togethery sort of holiday,” said Pooh. “That’s my favorite kind,” said Piglet. I couldn’t agree more. 

Merry Christmas,