The Dutch Rush

They're Dutch and Life's a Rush

Unbelievably, it’s been a year since we had our “visit the judge day”. Normal families call it Adoption Day. I guess we’re not normal. A year ago, we had told the kids we were going to visit the Judge so that the four little ones would officially be part of our family. “Visit the Judge Day” stuck.  Continue reading

Thankfully, if I ever forget that I have a blog, Facebook reminds me weekly that I haven’t been posting anything. They regularly let me know that I am basically a blogging failure. Facebook is so helpful.

These days I do most of my writing in my head and then I forget it all before I get to a computer. So, no blog posts.  Continue reading

(Note: I found this post lost in my drafts. It was written quite awhile ago. Too good not to share.)

As you know, we now have several small children in our home. Our children are currently ages 1,3,4,6,10,13 & 16. Since I have never had the pleasure of having children spaced so closely together (the largest gap with these new littles is 18 months), this has provided some interesting situations.  Continue reading

This is a special season for followers of Christ. It is a time to ponder what Christ did for us on the cross, as well as a time to consider if we are living absolutely to the best of our ability for Him. I believe that if we profess to be followers of Christ, and yet have little or no desire to live radically, sold out, completely for Him, then something is dramatically lacking in our life of faith.  Continue reading

Calling Mom crazy is one of the great joys in my family’s life. They really get a kick out of it. Michael even taught the baby. She doesn’t say that many words yet, but she does say “Mom’s Crazy!” with great expression. She thinks she’s hilarious.

But despite being crazy, I was able to read several books this year, and here is my list to prove it! Continue reading

This is such a special time of year. It’s hard to believe that just a year ago, we were welcoming some very special people into our home. Into our life. It feels like they were always here.

They already “remember” last year, when we got out the baby Jesus, and the books, and the pretty decorations.

They love the thrill of knowing about a little place called Bethlehem.

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