I'm afraid the "Chronicle of our Chaos" has been taken over by the Chaos itself.
Yesterday, after the girls came back from BSF with my mom, Daughter (#7) was playing with her Bitty Baby (in the kitchen while I did dishes) and singing at the top of her lungs, "Jesus, this is my baby, YES LORD. Jesus, this is my baby, YES MY LORD."
This was right after she asked me, "Is this my doll, Mommy? I can't tell." We have four Bitty Babies and she's never quite sure which is hers.
Glad we straightened that one out. And told Jesus about it.
I'll be back to my usual mediocre writing as soon as I dig out from under the piles. And the paint. And the curtain making. And the packing for the Coach and Son #1 for 10 days in Washington D.C. And the usual laundry and dishes. And figure out what I can make with three chicken breasts and a half package of noodles that will feed 10 people for dinner. And make these.
We DID purchase a new camera. But it will be leaving with the men on Friday.
Until then, I leave you with this:
That's what I get for even HAVING stickers in this house!
"Thou wilt shew me the path of life: in thy presence is fullness of joy; at thy right hand there are pleasures for evermore." Ps. 16:11