I can not quite get into the habit of blogging on here as regularly as I want.  So bear with me in transitional part of my life.  Perhaps one day you will see daily posts.  Till then, be patient.

I am writing today to put some things down that I want to remember.  

One, last night my son told me he is 40% sure that he is 25% robot.  He of course is sure he gets this from his father's side because his father is adopted.  He then went on to explain that since he knows nothing about his geological grandparents, that must be where he got  it from.  My giggling stopped long enough to ask if he meant biological and of course he did.  I explained that geology was about rocks and the earth, so unless his father had mountains as parents...it was unlikely that he had geological grandparents.

Now as I sit here getting ready to work on campaign items (my best friend is running for Congress) my son is in the kitchen playing play-doh bowling. We are not at home, but at campaign headquarters(the stanley house) and he has spent the day with their 15 year old son Austin.  It is beautiful to watch my own little village raise my son.  With the grace of God we have found amazing people to be mentors to us and to him.  To be the siblings he does not have, to be the Godly aunts and uncles he needs.  It is an amazing beauty to see it become....

.....just how I like it...

....in God's loving arms.