Puddy Tat

The next generation tormenting cats through application of fashion ~ same doll clothes we used when my brother and sisters and I were kids!

It wouldn't surprise me at all to find out that my Aunt Judy did the same stuff the generation before me...

Beauty Inside and Out

Refill

I intend to post at least once per month... but let me explain how things have been working for me.
I start to feel overwhelmed ~ which makes me start to feel cranky ~ which moves on to being crabby ~ which causes me to feel guilty ~ which makes me more overwhelmed ~ which starts to slip toward being depressed ~ which shuts off my interest in communicating with the 'outside world' ~ which puts a strain on friendships and distances family ~ which leads to a feeling of isolation ~ which increases the stress ~ which makes me incredibly overwhelmed, and I run all out of 'nice'...
Until God finds me on my emotional edge, takes me by the hand, and leads me back to the realization that He called me for this purpose and provides everything I need to attend to it. He finds just what I need and refills me.
My God shall supply all my needs, according to His riches in glory.

Then my eyes are once again opened to the joys of parenting a big crew of great kids. Here's a story I posted to the adoption yahoo group today:

This reminds me of what I overheard from two of mine the other day. Ic (bio) and L(home 7ish months) are almost the same age (7/8), so we often refer to them as 'the twins.' They get along beautifully.
I overheard Ic saying to L, "Well, we're not actually twins, cuz.." and I tuned in more closely, expecting to hear a comment about race: brown/peach, country of origin... but he continues, "We're not actually twins, cuz you're much more bossy than me."
I stayed in the kitchen to snicker to myself.