Last month I posted about our family reading through the Bible.  You all were most generous with your comments...could almost make me feel proud...unfortunately, I know the truth...and I can provide references for all of my failings as a mother.  My kids are well aware of them, too.  Awhile back I was talking with a friend about how I hoped God would give my kids God-induced amnesia as it relates to the many times that I've failed them.  I noticed David, Jr. listening in (there isn't much he misses), and I asked him if he had amnesia about the times I'd been angry with him.  He smiled and said, "Oh, no, Momma, I can remember LOTS of times like that!"  So, there you have it...reference #1...and there are several kids lined up behind him that can attest to the fact that their momma is FAR less than perfect!

So, in light of that, I present you with a new introduction of our family in 2009:

If you don’t know who I am, I’m married to David and my kids are David (8), Julia(7), Joshua (5), Susanna (3), Samuel(2), and Rebecca (4mo)(spelled the unbiblical way J).  We also have Brittany (14), my cousin, living with us this year, though she is scheduled to go home in mid-May (sob!!!).  I’m pretty happy if I have my act together enough each day to get the kids fed, the cow milked, and math and language done with the kids.  My kids sometimes wear the same clothes several days in a row (provided we’re not going to see the same people twice…did I just tell you that???!?!?!?!) and my kids prefer their shirts to napkins.  My boys think the bathroom wall is an artist’s canvas and I have a 7 year old that still sucks her thumb…a lot!  My 8-year-old is still learning that he is not the reigning authority in our home and tries to sharpen his debating skill on me daily.  My 2 year old lays on the floor and pouts when he is told “no”, my 3-year-old is a drama queen and won’t accept help from ANYONE because she can “do it myself!”  My 5 year old can be happy one minute and a weepy mess the next minute…I’m looking feverishly for his “switch” so I can disable it!  My kitchen floor hasn’t been mopped in who knows how long and my bedroom has so many piles in it that one needs a GPS system just to get to the bathroom safely during the night.  Our chickens roam freely…and poop freely, and our goats will NOT be contained…so they roam freely with the chickens.  I guess you could say we haven’t “arrived” yet.  

We have good days, we have bad days,, we have days I pray hard for that God-induced amnesia.  We have sinful kids.  My kids have sinful parents.  We learn more and more each day how to cast our cares on God.  We learn more and more each day that we are NOTHING without Christ.  We learn more and more each day that "If God does not build the house, the laborers labor in vain."

That is where we are...I probably should have sent that as my Christmas letter (I knew there was a reason I only got them half done this year!).

Ok, since is this my blog we'll resume rose-colored entries now so you all can tell me I'm great...but we'll all know the truth, ok??!?!