It is sooo cold here...

Yesterday, going to church, it was -8!!!! That doesn't even count the wind chill, which was probably -30! Now would be a good time to move south!
We put another offer on a foreclosed small hobby farm. It would be so nice to get our alpacas on our own land, and raise a few other animals. This would be downsizing our house, but we would also get a nice barn and pasture, and a big sledding hill! Being almost mortgage free would be awesome! I'll let you know if we get this one.
Josiah is doing great! He is so happy and funny, but 90% of the time, I have to be in eye shot for him to feel secure. He screams if he realizes I'm not home, or in the room. It gets hard on Scott. I would say the Josiah is definitely attached to me, but it's an insecure attachment. I still don't think he realizes that I will be back, when I leave the room. His sleep is not much better. I am hoping that this next month, we will see more of a secure attachment with Josiah, and better sleep habits.
Andrew, our 18 y.o., is looking at a school in Ohio for his technical training in power sports. It will be interesting to see how this all comes together, including the finance part!
School for the kids is going great! My homeschooling 6th grader is loving staying home. He is also my biggest help right now. Love will be starting kindergarten in the Fall. That is really hard to believe.

I am in the middle of reading the book, "There is no me without you." It's about the orphans of AIDS in Africa. It is heartwrenching to read about these little lives affected, and the desperation that goes on in the path of this disease. It breaks my heart to read about the babies and children left without anything. Makes me want to adopt again! But a lot of reasons give me the heart tug to want to adopt again.
One of these days, I hope to be directly involved with helping orphans, especially the ones that have special needs. I truly feel that God is leading me in this direction.

These past few weeks I have been dealing with some "heart" issues, (not related to parenting). At times I have no words for God in this area. A song with the lyrics..."give me words to speak, don't let my spirit sleep. I can't think of anything worth saying, but I know that I owe you my life..." is what I am concentrating on. Sometimes it's okay to not be able to say much to God. He doesn't want empty words anyways, he wants the heart. At times, it's just a "thank you God." I pray that this "heart issue" may be resloved soon, it's tough at times carrying this load.

Christina