New Dresses

Thank you MNS for the dresses!  They're sweet!  The package came just as L was waking up from a nap.  We opened it and tried them on right away!  

They convinced me that I had to try on my party dress too.  The one that Curl Grandma helped purchase.  We all took them off, put on our "everyday" clothes and are waiting to show them off to Daddy tonight.  :) 

Haircut Day

L just turned 3 a couple months ago, and for some reason grew very particular about her hair.  She would not let me put anything in it anymore.  So, I decided to ask if she would like it cut, even though I thought it was so pretty!  It took me a month talking about it with her and trying several new tactics to see if she would let me put things in her hair...and then it was haircut day.  Kevin needed one badly too (sorry no pics), and so he went first then the girls. 

"Cut it all." and "All of it,"  were the words from L while cutting.  I did, I am.  See!

There she is with her ponytail.  Long enough to donate, although it's still sitting in my room waiting for me to get to the post office.  

Here's Kj.  I had to talk her out of a short cut like L's.  I reminded her that she wouldn't be able to use all her new pretty rubberbands from her birthday if we cut it all off.  Also, that ponytails are so nice in the summer and for kindergarten!  Whew, it worked!

Here's the pretty girl showing off her trim.   She's in a silly - exaggerating posing stage.  :)

The end product (minus the donateable portion).  Below, the girls trying to get their pose together for the sister picture.  Kj tries to tell L what to do with her arms, and L knows what she wants, and it's not that...whatever that is!

Even the bed head is beautiful!

A Beautiful Girl

I met a girl the other day.  She was 18 years old.  She had the most beautiful smile, her eyes sparkled, and she was filled with joy.  She had spent 7 years in and out of foster care, and was adopted by a woman who loved her.  Her past was filled with yuck.  In the midst of that yuck, she attended a camp, and at that camp for abused and neglected children, they taught her that she is a daughter of the King of Kings.  They loved on her.  Known only at the time by God, she met her adoptive mother there.  That woman loved the girl at first sight.  The woman was her foster mom for a while and then moved a couple times, then was contacted that the girl was needing to be adopted.  This mother worked fast taking a 3rd foster care class (because of moving to different states), and was able to adopt her.  Her and her family pour the unconditional love of God and His truth in to this little girl who has, as I mentioned earlier, developed into a lovely, caring, compassionate young woman.  They celebrate her past, because it has made her the woman she is today.  Wow!!  What a testimony of the healing that only God can give.