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Perfect Moment Monday

Jill was so excited she initially jumped in with her clothes on. That's my girl!

I Capture
Perfect Moments.

As Gomer Used to Say..

Today is destine to go down as a great day. Jack and Jill's 5th birthday isn't for a few weeks but we're doing a little sumpin sumpin for them family style later today. It has been decided that, since the next few weeks are packed, this is the only time we have to do a small family gathering just for them. The whole crew is coming over at noon for pizza, ice cream, cake ...

.. and to give them their brand spankin' new bikes (and yes helmets, too).

We'll be filling up the big whale pool that DH got for Father's Day (nice of him to share, huh?) so it'll be a fun, outdoors day. If we don't have our daily thunderstorms and tornados, that is.

Years ago, Auntie MooMoo, Nantie and I declared June our birthday month (because a day just isn't long enough, right?). It's looking like the twins get to call June and July as theirs.

Not All God's Little Angels Have Wings..

Nearly an hour after Jack and Jill were tucked into bed last night I heard them chattering away on the monitor. I marched upstairs to see what the hubbub was all about and put the kibosh on the yapping.

I was sitting on Jack's bed giving them the ole rigmarole about how important sleep is blah blah blah when he takes my hand and says, "But Wissa, Jill and I were talking about God" (flashing me those blinky-blinky-melts-me-everytime brown eyes).

Now, how could I possibly stay steamy at them when I hear that? These kids are gooood!

Me: Really? What about?
Jack: About how I like to use my blankie as a pillow and she doesn't. God made us different.
Me: He sure did.. we're all different. Isn't that cool?
Jill: He made my eyes brown and your eyes blue.
Me: Yep.
Jack: That's so cool.
Me: Yep.. NOW GET TO BED.

They are just too stinkin' cute for their own good.

Nip & Tuck

Yes, a little work is being contemplated. Actually a full blown makeover, as a matter of fact. A snip snip here and a snip snip there..

For my blog, of course.

As many of you must have noticed, I'm having technical difficulties beyond my control (sidebar loading) and I think I'm ready for a change. I think.

No.. really, I'm definitely getting an Extreme Makeover--Blog Edition (minus Ty Pennington.. dang it ..)

Stay Tuned!!!

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Drum Roll Please..

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Congratulations, Ladies!! Please email me at myfullcircle@gmail.com with your info so I can get your prizes to you and you can hit Target running!

Thanks again everyone for hanging in on our little journey. Also, thank you Kadi for all you guidance.. you are my Blog Guru, girl!!

And HAPPY FATHER'S DAY TO ALL YOU DADS OUT THERE!! Hope it's a great day!

Whine Snob

I'm one of those roll-your-eyes-when-someone-whines kinda gals. Buck up and move on for crying out loud. Unless, of course, it's my own drama... then it's on. If any of you follow me on Twitter, am a friend of mine on F/B or are lucky enough to see or talk to me daily basis (*sarcastic*) you know it was a pretty crummy week. I was in a whiny, blue funk and eager to share the wealth.

I didn't even want to be around me.

We got good and bad news regarding our case and I took the negative and ran with it. I had been told by people from our therapy group not to get all caught up in the roller coaster ride. The only thing that is certain is no one on your case can predict the outcome. I always thought I would be able to process the information and not get all jumbled up-crazy over it.

Boy howdy, was I wrong..

DH was out of town most of the week (lucky lucky man) and it was Nantie that told me to put on my Big Girl Panties and get over it. It's truly a waste of precious time. I've got to fully give it up and hand it over to Him. Honestly, I think Satan is doing a jig over me being all caught up in the doom and gloom of what can be.

In your face, bud.. I'm not going there anymore.

So, in the time (we think) we have left, I will try to focus on the hilarity of the two beautiful little people we are blessed to have in our lives. We will throw them a big birthday party which, for the record, may have more people in attendance than our wedding. What the?

If they do return home, I don't want to look back on our last few months as being wrought with stress. They easily pick up on all those bad vibes and internalize. It's not fair of me to put that on them. I am going to try with all my might (and prayer) to relax and let it be..

.. there will be an answer.. Let It Be..

Full Circle Blogaversary Giveaway!!!!

THAT'S RIGHT!!! This little baby is about to turn a year old and I want to celebrate by thanking all my awesome readers for hanging in there with me. From the stress over the approval process to whining about getting The Call, our adventures with the twins and everything in between... I can't even begin to tell ya'll how much your kind comments, prayers, wonderful emails and positive thoughts have meant..

SOOOOO...

To say, "Thank You!!" Full Circle is giving away 2 (TWO!) $25 Target gift cards and here's the best part.. IT'S EASY to enter to win! All you have to do is leave a comment saying, "Howdy Do!" as an entry!! THAT'S IT! Now, if you Tweet, become a follower, a reader, put my button on your sidebar or F/B about the contest, leave me comments each time and that's MORE ENTRIES..

2 comments will be chosen at random and the winners will be announced on June 21st.. Full Circle's 1 Year Blogaversary!!

In the immortal words of two American icons I would like to say:
"THANK YOU FOR YOUR SUPPORT!!!"

(Sorry, I just couldn't help myself)

Times a-wastin'.. get to commenting, ya hear??!?? :o)



ALSO.. if ANYONE could tell me how to fix my flippin' side bar ----> (where did it go? All the way down to the bottom of the page!!) I might just send you sumpin' sumpin' nice, too!

A Note To My Birth Mom..

40 years ago today (the very moment this post went live) I know exactly where you were. My non-id information says you requested not to see me when I arrived because you were afraid you would lose your resolve. You were a 20-something waitress that had recently relocated from the east coast and dated a customer that was charming and sweet. When you told him you were pregnant with me you never saw him again. You were already struggling to make ends meet and totally alone.

There are no words...

I can't even begin to imagine how beyond petrified you must of been. You could've found someone and gotten rid of me. No harm no foul (or so they would like you to believe). You searched your soul and chose life. My life.

There are no words...

You went to the office to relinquish your rights a few weeks after my birth and had almost talked yourself into keeping me. You struggled to make the right decision but in the end, knew deep down you could not give me the life you thought I deserved. It took you some time to compose yourself before leaving that day. It's a snapshot in time of a girl whose heart is completely broken because she so loves and wants to protect a little soul that she knew for 9 months. One she had never laid eyes on.

There are no words...

I wonder if you are out there somewhere and if I will cross your mind today. You are on mine often and I tell all who will listen you are the bravest person I have never met. I want you to know I live a blessed life, have wanted for nothing, fear the Lord and am surrounded by love and laughter. I am a wine enthusiast, snow mobiler, a NASCAR and Broncos fan, have the best friends and family ever, am a rescuer of dogs, a happily married wife and head over heels for a couple of great twins. Ironically, we're certified foster parents and our dream is to adopt. Bottom line? Life is darn good.

There are words.. I love you, too. And thank you.

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My 30's In A Nutshell

A month before I turned 30 (a year after Mama passed away) I found out I was an adopted county baby.

The day I turned 30 - I was thrilled my (now ex) husband made it home (from a week long binge) to celebrate the joyous occasion.

31- I hooked back up with my old high school friend, Brenda (thank the Good Lord above). After 6 years I kicked the ex to the curb as the realization finally sunk in that I could not save him from his drug addiction. You can't save someone that doesn't want to quit.

32-Met DH

33-35 ~ Life was for once drama free and amazingly calm.. juuust right.

36 - Bought our home together.

37 - Got hitched.

38 - Tried but couldn't get pregnant.. Plan B (adoption) was set into motion and our home study to become foster to adopt parents begun. Through a series of events I reconnected with my father that I hadn't seen for 20+ years. It was beautiful and heartbreaking all at the same time.

39 - Got certified with a local county and our 2 beautiful twins were placed with us. A roller coaster indeed but we wouldn't have it any other way.

This past decade was filled with big blessings, new beginnings, loads of laughter and love. I have no room to complain.. I honestly never knew how young 40 was until I was standing staring at it face to face.

Crow's feet and all..

You Are My Sunshine..

Happy Birthday, Nantie!!!!

Happy Birthday To You
Happy Birthday To You
Happy Birthday Dear Naaannttiieee
Happy Birthday To YOU!

AND MANY MOOOORRREEEE!!!!

We love you dearly, Nantie. Thank you for joining us on this journey.. we couldn't of done it without you!!

Roughing It

Here is a little ditty from our camping trip over the weekend. For those of you that mock my sense of adventure and heartiness (BRENDA), I have proof that I did actually have to dig deep and truly rough it.

Our crew went swimming Saturday morning (remember the thong?). By early afternoon it was time to pack it in and head back to the rig. DH, Auntie MooMoo and Uncle Kiwi had a tee time while Jack, Jill and I were going to stay behind for Quiet Time. A cold beer, chewy chocolate cookies, hot shower and WiFi anyone? One word: Heaven!

I am a good little camper and know how to take sailors showers (turn the water off to conserve while lathering). Although we were in a campsite with plug ins DH decided not to hook up the water, assuring me we had enough.

Uh huh.

I was covered head to toe with soap and hair dripping with conditioner when, you guessed it, the water sputtered and ran out. I had 2 kids asleep (one on the couch up front and one in our bed in the back) and not an adult family member in sight. FOR HOURS.

My survival instincts kicked in. I grabbed a towel, burst out of the bathroom, ran across the rig to a cabinet and pulled out a case of bottled water that I drug back to the shower. Did I mention all the blinds were open? Poor neighbors.

Look out Man Vs Wild, there's a new kid in town:

I Confess ..

I'm scared as hell.

I don't usually let the what-if's creep in often but when they do, I get knocked for a loop. I awoke sobbing from a dream the other night. We were packing Jack and Jill's things up and they were going home. I couldn't shake the sadness the rest of the day but didn't let on. I kept a smile-on.

We all do.

The very idea of Jack not running down the hallway in the morning (with his hair bonking up and down and that angelic smile) or not seeing Jill dance or hear her sing (so off key it should be illegal) makes my heart literally ache. The thought of not being able to watch them grow up and the possibility of never seeing them again is unimaginable.

No matter what the outcome, both children are going to face more grief and loss than most of us have ever had to deal with. At five years old. We've got to be adults and be strong.

In front of them, anyway.

I confess I am a weak little human that hopes to one day grow up to be as brave as they are now. They are my little heroes.

Perfect Moment Monday..

This is NOT and I mean totally NOT Auntie MooMoo making people do double takes at the pool on Saturday. She would never (EVER) wear ANYTHING like this.

I Capture
Perfect Moments.

(HAPPY BIRTHDAY, SIS! You still rock it in a thong, girl!!)

Load Em Up ...

& Move 'Em Out..



Friday afternoon before takeoff..

"Hit The Rooo-ooad Jack".. (and Jill, and DH, Auntie MooMoo, Uncle Kiwi, Gramsie & Grampapa..)

That's right, we're headed off into the Colorado Rocky Mountains for a weekend of hunting and gathering. Armed only with our basic instincts and survival skills, we will brave the wilds.

Er, not really.

I'm sitting here staring at the hysterically huge list of stuff I need to load into the motor home and somehow have it ready to roll outta here mid afternoon. Keep in mind I'm working until noon-ish. Movies, food, clothes, golf gear and Lord help me if I forget Jack's blankie (I shiver at the very thought).

I'm going to need a vacation from our vacation!

Nantie is staying home and tending to the herd o' canines. I pray they stay quiet long enough for her to relax and enjoy herself!

Stay tuned.. should be a hoot!

Scenes From Our Kitchen

A few nights ago Jill was hanging out with me while I was cooking dinner...

Jill: Big girls wear bras but little girls don't right?

Me: Yep.

Jill: When I grow up I'll wear one, too, right?

Me: Yep.

Jill: Prolly when I'm 7, right?

(Visions of DH sitting on the porch, packing heat and plucking off possible suitors are dancing in my head).

Me: Um, no. Older.

Jill: 9??!

As if on cue (without missing a beat) Jack races through the kitchen yelling over his shoulder, "I wanna wear a bra, too!!!!!!!"

Ah sweet (comic) relief!! End of discussion..

Knock Knock!!

Jack and Jill: "Huh?"

DH: "Knock Knock!"

J&J: "Come In!"

DH: "KNOCK KNOCK!!!"

Me: "Who's there?"

J&J: "OH YEAH! Who is there??"

DH: "Boo!"

J&J: "Boo Who?"

DH: "DON'T CRY!!"

(gales of laughter)

Jack: "Knock Knock??"

DH, J & Me: "Who's there???"

Jack: "Yellow!"

DH, J & Me: "Yellow WHO!???!"

Jack: "Yellow is the color of my head, gotta get in my car and go to work now .. but don't cry..."

Jill & Me: Can't speak.. fallen out of the chair laughing..

DH: Shaking head/laughing: "If these kids were any cuter it would have to be illegal.."

Jack just sat there darn proud of his comedic skill. Goofy kid.

Best of Full Circle

A "Quickie" Introduction

My Adoption Story

Driving Miss Daisy

Compassion

A Note To My Birth Mom

Dad & Me Revisited ~ The Saga Begins

Dad & Me Revisited Part 2

Dad & Me Revisited Part 3

Dad & Me Revisited Part 4

Dad & Me Recap

Dad & Me Revisited Part 5

Dad & Me Revisited Part 6

Dad & Me Revisited Part 7

Dad & Me Revisited Part 8

Dad & Me Revisited Part 9

Dad & Me ~ The Final Chapter

Dad & Me ~ The Epilogue

Who Am I?!

MomTV's Adoption Angles Tribute To Mama

Mile High Magic!

Keeping It Real...

How Old Is Too Old?

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