Kaylamity

I have six children and two dogs and a husband living in my house.  That's makes me pretty busy, even when I'm not busy.  At any given moment there is some sort of drama or life lesson to be learned from it.  Last night was no exception. Patience is a virtue rarely voluntarily practiced in a household of eight.  Over the years we have all tried our best to learn that, with this many people, sometimes you just have to wait your turn whether you like it or not.  So now we have a new member of the family, my 9 year old stepson, Joey, who just moved with us from his mother's household of three people.  I'm sure you can already guess that having another boy in the house has turned it tospy-turvy!  He has an energy none of the other children ever exuded.  He just can not stay still! To be honest, I really don't remember Darin, my 22 year old, being so hyper at 9.  So, needless to say, it's taking a lot of patience on my part to get used to this.  Last night it wasn&

I have been inspired. By God. By my friends. By my family.  Most of my life I have leaned toward the negative in my perspective of life in general.  Growing up in (and out) of a totally dysfunctional family sort of does that to you.  At some point, I decided to put on rose-colored glasses and look for the more positive aspects out there.  I try to believe that most people are good, that the weatherman is right more than wrong, and that I can handle anything that comes my way.  Unfortunately, I have been proven wrong in most cases, except for the latter of these.  Most recently, I have been told by anyone and everyone who knows my family, that I deserve a gold star.  Now, don't get me wrong, I'm not tooting my own horn here, this is just the fact of what I've been told.  I don't know how deserving I am of anything, I just know that I do what I do and that's all that I do.  Sometimes you just don't have a choice.  You do right just because it's the right t