His Mercy

"His Mercies Are New Every Morning"

A Thought

In this life we can not always do great things. But we can do small things with great love.." :) Mother Teresa

Prayer Quote

“I pray because I can't help myself. I pray because I'm helpless. I pray because the need flows out of me all the time- waking and sleeping. It doesn't change God- it changes me.”
― C. S. Lewis


I believe in the sun even when it's not shining. I believe in love even when I don't feel it. And I believe in God even when He is silent. (quote found on the wall of a concentration camp)

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Thursday, September 30, 2010

More Truman Pics

Team Minich Runs the Rock

Come and visit our fund raising page to raise money for Texas Scottish Rite Hospital for Children!
We will be joining other families on a special day to run and raise money for our very special Hospital.

Tuesday, September 28, 2010

The New Collossus Part 3 Erika Style

Erika's recitation!

And now, they all get to watch an episode of Little House on the Prairie! :)

The New Collossus Part 2 Sarah Style

Here is Sarah's version of "The New Colossus"

Poetry Revisited

We are working on poetry, thus the Colossus poem..... But here is Anna's Original Poem.

Summer has gone.
Fall has begun.
The leaves are falling
The wind is calling
The grass is dead
We put quilts on our bed
The wood is chopped
Away, the rabbits have hopped
The birds have flown away
They will come back another day
The milk has gone from the cow
The farm is lonely now
It is time to stay in
Spring will come again.

The New Collossus Recited by Miss Anna

Way to go Anna!
You can read about this poem here:

Random Thoughts Revisited

This is a repost from 3 years ago. :)   This is Joe Becca and Sam (3 years ago)

I was looking at some pictures of our new little grandson Sam. Look at how he is engaging his mom at 3 weeks old! His mommy and daddy are his delight. He trusts them fully. He does not doubt that his mommy and daddy will take care of his every need. When he cries, they are there to comfort him. When he is hungry, they are there to feed him. When he is cold they keep him warm. He is cuddled and loved by them and he adores them.
And now Here we are 3 years later, and I see little Truman Shepherd being loved and adored from his mommy, daddy and big brother Sam, right from the  first minutes of his life.

Now, I think our our own dear little girlies. Left in beds. When they cried, nobody came, so they ceased crying. When they were hungry, nobody fed them, so they found other ways to satisfy their most basic needs. When they were cold, they shivered. When they wanted to talk to somebody, there was nobody, so they cooed to themselves, they comforted themselves, they rocked themselves.

To think, that every moment of every day for Sam's first 5 weeks of life now, he has been cared for; I couldn't imagine his needs not being met, even for 5 weeks. That would be terrible!
But, I know, our own dd's needs were not met for YEARS. How can we fathom Years of neglect?
We nearly can't. Our hearts would break.

What amazes me even more is that they are all blossoming into lovely young ladies, full of love and compassion for each other, for their own mommy and daddy, and for others outside of their immediate family.
I am amazed at their capacity to forgive, move on, grow and explore their new world. It IS a new world for them. To see little babies being cared for the way they never were, has got to bring a tinge of pain to them. After we see the babies, they ask if we can rock them. We do.
I cannot make up for their loss. I cannot change their loss. What I CAN do, is grieve for them, with them, and guide them to maturity. I cannot pretend that they were never neglected or that it hasn't effected them in some way. It has profound impact. My prayer is that they will use it as a tool of understanding that most will never know, and not an implement of destruction to continue the cycle of neglect. I have a sneaking suspicion, that they will use it as a tool for the positive.

Thanks for hearing my heart break for them.
Now I will turn around and smile at them, and continue to love them.
They always have a way of mending my heart.

Monday, September 27, 2010

Please Listen

This is precious to my heart for many reasons which cannot be written about here. 

Introducing Truman Shepherd Minich

Here is is, fresh outta the oven. :)
Becca looks GREAT!
7 lbs. 15 oz.  20 inches long.

Welcome Baby Truman!  Happy Happy Birthday
 He is amazing!
 Truman Meets the World
 Sam Meets Truman

I can't wait to hold you, see your smile, see your joy and awe at the World God has made.
I pray that you make a huge impact in this world. That you glorify the Lord in all you say
and do, and that you serve him all of your days. You are fearfully and Wonderfully Made.
God Knit you together in your mother's womb.  Such things are too wonderful to imagine.

(Truman was my dad's middle name, and Shepherd is a family name from my Gramma)

When The New Baby Comes Home

Then what? :)

I remember clearly when each of our children came home.   But there was one instance I remember so very well, that took place over a period of several weeks.

When our youngest son Marcus was born, we had a 4 year old, a 2 year old and a one year old.
Marcus was a preemie too, so he had to stay at the hospital. 

Our son Joseph, who's new son was born today, was 17 months old when Marcus came home.
The thing is, when we brought the baby home, he looked at him with a shocked look. It wasn't one of admiration. It was one of betrayal!  He looked at us like we had gone to Walmart and picked out a new baby..... So, needless to say, Marcus had two brothers that loved him, and 1 that didn't care for him too much.  Of course that was to change relatively soon after Marcus got more interesting. LOL

Well, Joe's first weeks of having been usurped by baby brother Marcus were interesting.
He for some reason knew he couldn't HURT the baby.... that would have been way too bad.
But, nobody said he couldn't make his protest known.  So every morning... and I mean EVERY morning, he would peer into the crib when I had removed the baby for his bath. He would follow me to the bathing area, and then disappear. I would hear a loud boom, and then, know that Joseph had once again tipped the crib over. (It was a porta crib, we didn't have a full sized crib)

He was so young, it was hard to explain to him that he couldn't do it, even tough I tried to.
Every morning, same thing. Boom, crib toppled over.

I was at a loss.  I decided to catch him in the act, so I removed the baby, and then put him on my bed. Then I hid in the closet with my camera.  Mr. Joe came toddling into the room and peered into the crib. NO baby!  Ha!  He climbed up and rocked until the crib fell over.... but to his surprise, Mommy was in the closet.... I  said, "Joey! and took his picture!"  He had a shocked look on his face. I then picked him up and said, "no-no, don't knock the crib over." 

I don't know why that worked, but it did. He didn't do it again.  I guess he made peace with his baby brother. They really did become best friends. :)

I can't wait to see Sam's face. :)

Late Breaking News

New Grandson On the Way! YEA!

Sunday, September 26, 2010


 When the right time comes, I'll paint and we'll put in wood floors.
Until then, it is the old carpet that was here when we moved in.
The Lord is so good to us.

                               This is our favorite office. :)  I love having a two seater tub. 

Saturday, September 25, 2010

5 Things About My Day

Christine, asked me to say 5 things about my day.....

1. I trimmed my own bangs and I like them.  Saved $$....
2. I am taking a break from cleaning out my closet...I found a shirt mixed in the sheets that
    I had been looking for all summer.  Soon, it will be too cold to wear it.
3. I want a taco, but I don't want to cook.
4. I woke up this a.m. to a talk about politics, before coffee. Not such a good idea.
5. Many times I feel like a complete failure... and then I read in scripture.... that my value
    is in Christ.

And I'll add 6 more things, not necessarily about my day.

1. I scored 3 consistent times on the myer's briggs being an introvert.
2. I love spending time one on one with the girls.
3. I love to read when it is quiet and the house is clean.
4. Every time Erika falls, my stomach grips me, and I have to breathe
     and not respond like she almost killed herself for the umpteenth time.
     Instead, I just smile,  pick her up and dust her off, give her a hug and send her on her
     way......(not before reminding her of one more gray hair) and inside I am dying.
5. I love talking with my husband about anything and everything while playing backgammon
    and drinking our morning coffee. :)
6. I still struggle over the head covering issue. I forget to wear it.  If I should cover my head during    prayer and I am supposed to be praying without ceasing, then maybe the Amish are correct and I should cover my head all the time..... but then, I don't want to be legalistic about it either.

Friday, September 24, 2010

Just Sayin'!

I have to say this.  We applied to adopt our Anna, 7 years ago, and found out, that we would be her parents not long after our application was confirmed.  We had applied in August, and our first visit with her alone was in September.

Anna has many "anniversaries" in her inner clock, that seem to have come to haunt her every year.
August has always been a traumatic month.... she was moved in August more than once. Her most traumatic one, was when she was removed from her mother.  She remembered the police taking her away and for many years she was afraid of the police.
August would always bring up conversations about police, her birth mother, her memories, and it always seemed to be combined with inner turmoil.

Her other anniversary was Christmas.  She was removed 2 times during holidays. One of those times was to come to our house. It was December and she was so scared that Santa Clause wouldn't know where her new home was.  I remember her worrying so much, and no matter how much we encouraged her that He knew, she had a hard time sleeping on Christmas Eve that year.

All of these years, we have learned to read the bumps in the road with her, according to her internal memory/anniversary.  It seems that keeping that in mind, secures one's compassion to get through behaviors that otherwise seem more like plain rebellion.  But when looked at through the lens of the child with a trauma background; while it may be a rebellious act or snotty attitude, there is something much deeper behind it.

That does not mean, that during that time, we wouldn't use correction and instruction and lots of deep breathing to get her through, and us through.  But it does mean, that our focus and direction were that of restoration and healing, not punishment and relationship abandonment.

We have made some amazing strides this year with all of our girls.  They are becoming young ladies and the hormones are flowing, and the "dread" that I have heard so many moms speak of, is .........
just NOT there.  DID I say that?  I am NOT dreading the teens?  YES I did!

I didn't dread the teen years with my boys, and we do not have any plans to dread them with our girls.
I love teenagers, and I LOVE tweenagers. They are just so cute. They are discovering all sorts of things about themselves and about life.

SO, back to Anna, and really all 3 girlies.
I am AMAZED at them. Not only did we not have an anniversary/internal clock issue with Sarah or Erika in April or May.... we did not have one with Anna in August or September......
In fact, the months passed and I was waiting.... and breathing..... and I just got to see them blossom.
Wow!  I shed tears of joy to see them loving each other, loving us and loving God.

I have seen them pull together as sisters and really enjoy each other's company so much.
It is a relationship that I would have treasured among my sisters.   Our boys have a similar bond, and are very close. I am so happy to see that bond being forged with the sisters too.

For those of you who are skeptical about using methods like BCLC (Beyond Consequences Logic and Control) consider that Relationship is placed in utmost importance.  Relationship FIRST.
What I have seen is that in teaching our girls about themselves, they are so much more open to have "Relationship first" with their siblings.  I see them working things out in the most understanding of ways.
It is precious.

We have also expanded our use of BCLC to our Elderly neighbor.  She can be very difficult. She often comes over and yells at us and curses at us.  It is very sad to see her deteriorate to the degree she has.
At first we weren't understanding what was happening and I, YES I, even escalated things by challenging her on what she was saying in front of the girls.
But in my prayer, it dawned on me, (the Lord SHOWED me) that I was not loving my neighbor! I wept tears of sadness , realizing that I had not been a good example to anybody in my mama bear protection of my girls.
So I told the girls that I was sorry and we need to pray for our neighbor. And then, we made a plan to be kind to her no matter what.
Yesterday I had the opportunity to use BCLC on her! I was actually a little excited to try it out! :)
Weird I know.....
She came over cursing at us and yelling at us.... she thought her husband had loaned us tools and she wanted them back. We have never met her husband, as he passed away 2 years before we moved here.
So, instead of saying "We don't have your tools!"  I said, "Those tools are important, aren't they!"
She said, "YES! They were my husbands!"
I said, "You must really miss him!"  She had a tear and said, "Yes, I do."
So, I asked her, "So when you were younger, what did you do for a living?"  Her face brightened and she began to tell me that she was an accountant.  And I shared that our son was an accountant too!
"He is??"  yes, maam! A CPA!
I asked her about her grand sons, and she beamed with pride. And then I gave her a big hug, walking her back to the gate.  She said, "Well, ya'll have a nice day!"  I said, You too!  And she was gone.
Tomorrow, she may be back for something else.  It has been happening often, and I am sad that she most likely has althimers or severe senile dementia. 
BUT..... BCLC works! Yea!
It was a LOT easier to redirect her, than to be confrontational with the truth. "Hello, we don't have your husbands tools!" (the truth is important, but in her case it won't do any good)
Why is it that it is so much easier for us to fall into the negative than be in control with our emotions
even when we KNOW the fallout won't be good??!!!

I just want to encourage those in bloggy land, who are looking for information on BCLC techniques and trying to figure it out, to know that you cannot love too much. You cannot be too patient. You cannot be too kind. And none of those things make you a door mat.  BCLC is not doormat parenting. It is very much being in control! But in control of yourself first. If you can't control your own emotions, how will you be able to guide your child's?

I have been writing alot about my rocking chair and I have to say, it is a big part of BCLC parenting,
for us.  It is an amazing tool to use for gaining self control, breathing, praying, talking, communicating, rubbing feet and hands, massaging arms, wiping away tears, listening to hearts beat, listening to worries, fears, dreads, stories, happy excitement, dreams, wishes, and a place to talk about anything! It is a freeing place. Our freeing place. :)

I really think our internal clocks have been reset. :) We've really gotten rid of some heavy baggage!

Just sayin'

Rocking Chairs Rock

I took this picture from our living room and figured out how to add a caption.... So I just created a Rocking Chairs Rock Badge!  If you are a Rockin' Mama or Papa,  feel free to slide it onto your desk top and display it  on your blog. :),

Thursday, September 23, 2010


Well, if I didn't....


I was reading a little earlier today, that a doctor thought a little boy was too old to be rocked. He was 6.
This got me thinking about our perceptions in our society about closeness with our children, showing affection, and why society thinks our kids have to grow up so quickly!  WHY?
What is our hurry?
I was reminded of the book, "I'll love you forever".  Where the mama rocks her precious son, and as he gets older, she sneaks in and rocks him.... and at the end of the book, there is a picture of him, rocking his very aged mother.  It is a precious little story about forever love.

Rocking chairs are such an important part of our lives. I had a rocking chair when the boys were little. I LOVED it.  I remember wanting one so badly when our first son was. born I rocked him, but it was me making all the motions. Rather exhausting. :)
I finally got my rocking chair and I used it.... BOY did I use it.  The boys loved being rocked.
Then, it finally wore out and I went without one for a long time.

Before we got the girls, we finally purchased another rocking chair. This one was perfect. It was soft, reclined and rocked at the same time, and even reclined to a fixed position.   I was used to rocking myself.  Then, Anna came.  She needed to be rocked. The very first time I met her, even before we decided to adopt her, I rocked her in that chair and sang to her.  She was visiting and couldn't get to sleep.
I still can't believe she let me rock her and sing to her, but she did.  She was 4 years old.
When we adopted her, we rocked her in that chair every single night for 2 years.  We rocked her in the day time, we rocked her when she was happy and we rocked her when she was sad, we rocked her when we needed to correct her and we rocked her when we praised her.  We ROCK!

The chair has also been thoroughly used with Sarah AND Erika.  Anytime there needs to be serious discussion, we say, "Head to the rocker!"  I couldn't imagine being without it.

I have even rocked my grand kids in it, including my grand daughter Katie who is 14! (she was 13 the last time we sat together in that rocker)
We even had a double rocker for a while.... but it wasn't the "rocker rocker". :)
The one we have serious conversation in.

I still rock my girls.... not like we used to, but we still enjoy a good snuggle in the morning or evening.
My Anna, still loves to be rocked and connected.  She NEVER wants to get rid of the rocking chair.

If you don't have a rocking chair, you are really missing out on something special. :)
Something about the chair, just seems to make life more pleasant, conversation easier, and snuggle time a lasting, fond, memory.

Somehow, getting into that rocking chair causes the girls to just open up in a way that amazes me.
It is just accepted, that while in the chair, you can say whatever is on your mind freely, you can listen better, and you can pray with mom without distraction.  A LOT of healing has gone on in that chair.

Do you have memories of a favorite rocking chair?

Wednesday, September 22, 2010

Emotions, Hormones and Girls

A good friend, a father of girls, was listening to one of my stories about girls and new found emotions and hormones starting to race through their precious little bodies. I was telling him about explaining to sweet Sarah that sometimes we just feel angst for no real reason, but we need to make sure that we don't react to it, and thoroughly feel it, wear it, try it out and exhaust it......

Sarah is very even keeled and is really more like one of the guys, if you will, but once in a while, she'll have this "girl time" that totally catches her off guard.

As I was sharing with my wise friend. He said his daughter had sent him a wonderful post that she wanted him to read. He said, "I wish I would have read it when my girls were little."

I thought it was very worth while for reading for all girls, big, small, happy, sad, spirited, calm..... after all, we are FEMALE. :)

If you have a few minutes, take some time to read.... you won't be sorry. :)
It is called "Spirited Rider".

School Work Wearing You Out?

Anna was working on her Language Arts and then I turned around and saw this! LOL
Poor baby.

Tuesday, September 21, 2010

Fantastic Zoo Trip

Erika put this slide show together of our family Zoo fieldtrip! All the animals were awake and busy today. I have never been so close to a Lion! Wow. The Dallas Zoo just opened a new Africa exhibit. It is so neat. The animals have plenty of roaming room and it is so wonderful to see them looking happy and healthy. We also saw the Anaconda AWAKE and moving! This thing could swallow Sarah whole! I have never seen it move in all the years we have visited the zoo. But today! It was awake and moving!

I think Erika did a great job!

the only thing that could have made this trip better, was if Daddy could have joined us. :)
And Katie and Lilly too. :(

Monday, September 20, 2010

Adoption and "The New Colossus"

We are studying poetry and Mike came across this old poem. I had not heard it for awhile. It describes the Statue of Liberty and what she represents. This poem is written on a plaque under the statue. :)

The New Colossus

Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame,
With conquering limbs astride from land to land;
Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand
A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame
Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name
Mother of Exiles. From her beacon-hand
Glows world-wide welcome; her mild eyes command
The air-bridged harbor that twin cities frame.
"Keep, ancient lands, your storied pomp!" cries she
With silent lips. "Give me your tired, your poor,
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.
Send these, the homeless, tempest-tossed to me,
I lift my lamp beside the golden door!"
Emma Lazarus, 1883

I never thought of this poem in light of Adoption.... until, well, now. :)
"Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, the wretched refuse of your teeming shore."
These are the Orphans of many lands. Our precious gifts were viewed as the throwaways of society, the locked up, dying to get out and breathe the fresh air of freedom.
They are the homeless, the tempest-tossed, the lost children.....

Many of them have crossed oceans, suffered hardship and lived in conditions you or I cringe at. THEY are NO LONGER LOST!
And Here are OUR 3 little Americans:

Would you consider opening your heart and home to one of these?
James 1:27

Friday, September 17, 2010

Language Arts Woes

I'm trying to find humor in this today. I am grading papers for language arts. Now I realize that the curriculum we are using isn't easy, but.... if nobody asks questions when I ask if they have any, I'm going to assume they are understanding. So, since I was sick yesterday, I didn't grade anything. When I looked at what was turned in today, I must say, my temperature went up abit! ugh!!!!

1. Erika was supposed to circle all words in a paragraph that required capitalization.
The paragraph had no capitalization or punctuation. After circling each word, she was supposed to write it down, and then say WHY you capitalize it.
Her answer:
You always capitalize the first word of each sentence. The others you capitalize because you are just supposta! SUPPOSTA???? LOL She had the correct words circled, but her definition was defective!

2.Anna: Directions said to read "My Evening Prayer", (copied in her book), and then to write a 3rd stanza for the poem with the same rhyme scheme and rhythm.
"Mom, I need to use the computer." Why? I need to find the 3rd stanza for this poem.... Ummm Anna, you are supposed to write it yourself...."How can I do that? I don't know what it is! LOL

3. Sarah: She is learning about rhyme schemes and rhythm. Is the poem, iambic, anapestic, trochaic, dactylic... they explain it pretty clearly using DUMM-de--de
Her first poem was "Dum-de-Dum-Dum.... LOL

Needless to say, we will be repeating these lessons for next week until we get them correct. :)

Preparing for Winter

My friend Michelle and her husband are adopting once again in Ukraine. She graciously let me use this photo for my blog. :) Thanks Michelle. Ok, I had to use the other one too to see the whole scope of this pantry. :)

I was so fascinated with this well stocked pantry! WOW~! I have canned foods before, but never on this scale! I wonder how long this much food would last? If we grew our food and canned it all, I wonder if we would come up with this much food? Would we be tempted to go to the grocery store anyway? :)

I would love to have a full scale raised bed garden and then in turn start to can my own foods. It is a big idea, I know. This year, we got our famous tomato and that was it.
With all the chemicals and junk in foods these days, and the prices of organic foods not being cheap, I just wonder if we did this on a large scale, and took it seriously, how much food we could really grow?

Any ideas?

Wednesday, September 15, 2010

The Passage From Childhood to Youth

Here are some of the first arrivals. :)

The girlies are all in the 6th grade. When you are in 6th grade, you are ready to go to the SDG (Sola Deo Gloria) Bible Study every other Wednesday night. This group is for 6th -12th grade.
I can honestly say, I never in a million years thought I would ever put any of my children back into a youth group.
We had some rather bad experiences with youth groups, and I certainly didn't want a repeat of those years.

But here we are at a new church, with a very different focus. They are serious about studying the word of God, and this group is run at homes of the parents. So parent involvement is big. I like the focus being on scripture and life change.

The girls were so excited. They were all ready with bibles, notebooks and pencils.

My last words to them were to be gracious with their speech, to not speak foolish words, to not say anything that you would not say in front of your parents or God himself, and to have an enjoyable time.
I told them to be like the 5 virgins in the story of the 10 virgins, who are prepared with their lamps full of oil, not like the foolish ones who didn't prepare.
And then, I took their picture and drove away thinking.... wow.... they are growing up to be such beautiful, sweet, young ladies. I can't wait to pick them up and hear what they learned tonight. :)

Acting Out....

Hmmm. I wonder if the Beverly Hillbillies is the best influence..... :)

Tuesday, September 14, 2010

So What Do YOU Consider Disabled?

Aaron just landed his first double. You can see it on his website:

Monday, September 13, 2010

Sometimes You Need the Widsom of Solomon

Ever have one of those mornings? :)

We started out just fine, except the girlies left their room in a mess before bedtime last night. I told them that I wanted them to clean it up before we started school today.
So they were prepared when they got up that cleaning was on the first of things to do after breakfast.

So, this a.m. they were all cleaning and then I heard "No, that ISN'T yours! IT IS MINE!"
For a minute I had to check and see if I had 2 two year olds instead of an 11 and 12 year old.

All of the girls had identical book bags last year. Erika's is clearly marked "do not touch" on the outside. Sarah left candy in hers and it got all nasty so we sent it to book bag heaven and she did without.

Anna's bag lay dormant, because she has another bag she prefers. So this a.m.
Anna said to Sarah, "You can have this bag, I don't use it."
Erika got upset and said, "You gave that bag to me! I used it once last year!"

Anna has no recollection of giving it, but letting her use it.
Sarah says, "You already have one just like it! Why do you need 2?"

Erika begins loud sobs.


So I start to think: We are reading "The Lion the Witch and the Wardrobe" and I wondered if there was any wisdom in there for me. :)
When Susan and Peter doubt Lucy's story, the professor asks them.... "is she prone to lying?" Lucy claims, "I ALWAYS tell the truth!" Which was true.

So I looked at my girlies faces and said, "There is no way, for me to solve this. You have all told untruths in the past so there is no way for me to know if you are telling the truth, trying to get something that isn't yours or if you have just mis- understood. Therefore, I will make no decision. You will have to work it out.
(I actually thought about dividing the book bag in 1/2, but I don't think that would have gone over so well. LOL)

So the sobbing child, the mad child, and the child who was rather bewildered that her kind gesture had turned into conflict went into the bedroom. Alone! And me, I stayed out of it. I actually made myself a nice omelette.:)

No more than 5 minutes later, I hear giggling coming from the bedroom. Then I hear down right cheerful voices.... and now, it is all settled. Erika has her book bag that says "do not touch", Sarah has Anna's old book bag and Anna has kept her alternate book bag that she has been using all along. Everybody is happy, and we have moved on.

Let the week begin!

Saturday, September 11, 2010

Saturday Fun

It is never a dull moment around here. Having an autoshoppe is always fun on Saturdays. Customer's kids come and wind up playing games like Hide and Seek and Freeze Tag. Today, our little customer Conner came to play. :)

They all had a great time.
So how many pictures does it take to get 4 excited game players to all look at the camera at the same time??

Well this time, SIX! :)
Thank goodness for digital cameras.

Thursday, September 9, 2010

Beautiful Post from a Beautiful Family

This post was written so well,from the heart. And she is 100% correct!


Family Life.....

We never had to deal with naked dolls when we had boys. We didn't do barbie dolls all these years, and figured we would get past them, but we didn't. We used the "Happy Family" dolls but they really are too childish now, yet the girls are still doll players.
They presented the question so nicely.... "Mommy and Daddy, If we make DECENT outfits for our dolls, can we have barbies?" We made concession. They have held up their end of the bargain, and made all sorts of wonderful clothes to keep the girls covered. And then.... I walk into the bathroom to see this! ACK!!!!! "Mommy, of course they can't take baths with their clothes on! We are drying them off! :)

Sarah decided to be a "stray animal caretaker" before school today. I thought about spraying endust on the bottoms of each animal, and my job would have been done! :)

Sarah's bestest friend Sarah called today. Those two are real chatter boxes. They made up this new way to hang up, because neither can say good bye. So, when they have to go, they count 1, 2, 3 and then, click. :)

The Minich Brothers

After our mom's memorial service 2 weeks ago, we all gathered around the hotel pool to spend time together. Unfortunately this picture does not include our Jim, as he is gone.
But it represents brothers who love each other but live in 3 different states! We all agree that we need to stay together and make a point to stay in contact.
I just thought this was a great picture of the guys. :)

Wednesday, September 8, 2010


You know, it is funny, I sometimes have to remember the year, but NEVER do I have to remember the date. The actual DATE of 9-11.

I know exactly where I was. Mike and I had opened up our Auto Shoppe for business. The first thing I did every morning was go online and read some CNN. All of the boys were at college and the girlies were not in our home at this time. We were official EMPTY NESTERS!
I had finished my career as a Home schooling mother, and had moved on to Secretary of Texas Auto Service Center! What a hard transition. That same year, I was diagnosed with Multiple Sclerosis, and was eating rabbit food for life. :) Literally.

So, off to work I went with My Mike, every morning.

That morning was like any other. And then, I checked CNN. A plane had crashed into the World Trade Tower. It was thought to be a small plane. Unidentified at that point

I got a call from my oldest son..... "Did you hear some idiot crashed into the World Trade Center?" He thought it was a small plane like a Piper.... and then we talked for a moment and that was it.

Not long after that..... we were listening to the radio in the Shoppe.... and the words "Terrorist Attack" were heard. "What is that?" I thought to myself..... so naive.
As we listened in DISBELIEF.... another plane hit the other trade tower, and then there was one that hit the PENTAGON!!! This one, sent shivers of fear into me.
And then, all planes were grounded..... and they kept talking about the ones unaccounted for, or headed for the White House....

And I felt sick.

I got a call from Son #2 asking if we had heard. And then son #3, and then son #4.
I noted that it was very interesting that they had all called in "birth order." :)

We worked our regular day and headed home, knowing that George Bush Jr. was going to address the Nation at 7:00. We didn't have T.V. hooked up, so Mike was on the roof trying to get the Antennae hooked up and by the time he did....The speech was over. LOL
George Bush Jr. was certainly not as long winded as Bill Clinton!

At that time, Mike and I were waking at 5:00 a.m. and walking 4 miles a day! It was part of my treatment plan. :) The first thing we noticed was how quiet it was in the sky. There were only stars. No planes. NO Plane for several days!!!

I was glued to the news reports about how things were progressing.... was anybody saved??? Not really. Only 2 people who were buried from debreit who were first responders. How AWFUL! HOW SAD!

My oldest son called back after 2 days of worry, on my part. He was terribly upset by the entire event and spent his time talking to some veterans of previous wars about things. He also had 9-11 tatooed on his neck as a memorial.....
I was surprised, but thought it was rather touching.

And then, the video of Osama Bin Laden was played of him Cheering the downing of the towers was airing. Who in the world was THAT GUY???? I had never heard of him, and had not payed too much attention to Islam in general.

There was a huge mosque not far from our home, and our church ladies offered to help escort Muslim women to the store and back if they were afraid. We were told no.

We had meetings later with the ladies there, but nothing really came of it.

It is interesting how that day is so vivid in my mind. How 9-11 will forever be a memory of tragedy and destruction.
Our girlies are too young to remember, even tough I teach it to them, it is like teach ing me about WW2, our our boys about Vietnam......

As I was looking at the news tonight... I was once again disturbed..... The Mosque fellow that wants to build a Mosque near ground Zero says, if it doesn't happen, National Security will be at risk???? And then there is the nut job wanting to burn Korans..... and is causing risk to the troops???? What kind of world do we live in now? Certainly not the one I lived in as a child. I didn't know what a Muslim was.
I didn't know about people who would threaten others because they didn't agree with the placement of a mosque, and I didnt' know of those who would burn books......
WOW. Alot of changes have taken place in the last several years.

We will always remember 9-11 as a terrible day, where EVIL people took over planes and murdered our citizens. I hope that they do not prevail and continue to propagate their ideology here.

I am all for feedom of Religion... but........ not all religion is good.

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