It's the Most Wonderful Time of the Year.....

Well, not really, but March brings .... SHAMROCK SHAKES! Yahoo! Lisa C., ha ha ha!

This photo of Grace shows her, after removing rubber bands that were on her head all night long! Later, Frannie, Grace and I were taking the car for a wash in the big MONSTER washing machine and although Grace is still petrified to do it, she wanted to go. So Frannie was comforting her .... she wins the prize for best sister (at least she gets this title for ten minutes - until she secretly pinches her).

Poor Little Kid

Poor little Frannie. She got ahold of this book and started asking questions about it. I guess Kevin read her part of it and she has simply broken apart about her birth Mom. It had to happen sometime, but I guess it took me by surprise. She was so upset about how much her birth Mom misses her that she has just sobbed and sobbed. I wanted her to know how much her Mom does love her and that she had no choice. I wanted her to know she can cry to me as much as she wants about it. And I also wanted her to know that only Jesus can take that pain away from her Mom. Frannie, Grace and I talked about how we will pray every time we think of her -- for Jesus to put peace in her birth Mom's heart and to somehow know Frannie is okay, loved, safe and happy. She showed me last night how she is going to kneel down and hold her hands in a praying position and ask Jesus to do that. It was so cute and sad. Grace didn't really know what to make of it all. She was sad that Frannie was so upset and she just wrapped her arms around Frannie and kissed her repeatedly on the arm. Oh, I could just squeeze that little peanut.