murphy's law

Two weeks ago we had a yard sale. I finally came to terms with selling all of my baby and toddler girl clothes, which I have held onto for NINE years. We just kept hoping we'd get to dress up another little girl in them somehow or another! But all of our foster placements so far have been boys, and those bins of clothes were just taking up a lot of room. We also decided to sell our dining room table and chairs. It was kind of a quick decision...the table was very poorly made, and the chairs were all falling apart. So we sold it, thinking we could squeeze around a card table for a while until Tim could build me a big farm table. So. Girl clothes gone. Dining room table gone. So what was the next logical thing to happen?

Well, three days after the sale, we got a call asking if we could take care of two LITTLE GIRLS, ages 1 and 3, for a while! Murphy's law! The girls arrived the next day, and thankfully I held on to just a few girls' clothes. The table situation, however, has been interesting. The little one uses the high chair, but the five other kids have eaten around the card table. Tim and I have pretty much eaten while standing up for every meal. We've had fun amidst the chaos, though, and our new little girls have rolled with it beautifully.

Tim and our friend Jeff (a master carpenter who has gotten himself roped into more than one of our harebrained projects....our friends are going to start changing their phone numbers) spent a day this week building me the coolest, sturdiest farm table ever!! It's seven feet long, and there isn't a wiggle or a wobble in the thing! I put the last coat of poly on this morning, and we'll christen it with waffles or pancakes or something messy and syrupy tomorrow morning.

Whew. It's been a crazy week. Each time we've had children placed with us has been different, and it's immediate readjustment of time, schedules, expectations, you name it. I admittedly spent about three nights after the girls arrived unable to sleep...worrying that I wouldn't be able to handle it, worrying that the kids wouldn't get along, worried that I was scarring everyone for life (I'm always worrying about that :)....but each day has gotten easier, the kids are all doing great, schedules are working themselves out, and the girls seem to really enjoy being here. And I can sit down for breakfast tomorrow! Hooray!

Murphy's law. Sure does keep things interesting! Isn't there a verse in Proverbs about man making plans, but the Lord's plan prevails? I'll have to look that one up and write it down! Until next time.....I'm off to get some sleep!