Have you ever seen the little clown cars at the circus?  You know when they are all crammed in there and they have to steer this tiny little car around the arena?  Yesterday Hannah and I went shopping in Atlanta with her future roomate and her mom.  It was great fun and they really clicked.  That was such a relief for all four of us.  They have alot in common, both love missions, God, going to bed relatively early (10:30 or 11:00) and children.  Neither really know exactly what they want to do.  They will do well together.  Whew…a load off my mind. 
So when we were shopping we found a futon couch thing for their room.  As soon as we all saw it we loved it.  We decided that had to be a God thing for us to all agree so quickly.  I bought it right away along with some organizer stuff, posters and curtain rods.  Then the young men that helped us load up said it would not fit.  Hannah never wavered…yes it will, it HAS to.  There was a moment or two I didn’t think it would either…but it was the perfect thing.  We had shopped around and we knew that it was perfect.  So if we had to tie it to the roof it was going home with us and once the guys helping us realized this they became much more helpful in getting it into the car.  We took it out of the box so we could pack all the parts.  It was still a tight squeeze.  It is times like this I miss my SUV.  We finally got it in but we had to move both front seats up all the way to do it.  Driving 1 inch from the steering wheel is quite an experience and I wouldn’t recommend it!  Two hours home like that and I thought I would never straighten out again!  But, we got it home and now the excitement has kicked in.  Hannah is ready to go TODAY.  She doesn’t want to have to wait any longer.  I, on the other hand, am enjoying every minute we have together.

Yesterday was also William’s birthday.  Are you ready to feel very old…he is 15…another driver to train!  Just when I was settling into having two teen drivers now we have three.  He had a great birthday…got a new drumset that he has been wanting for 3 or 4 years.  We have put it off as long as possible, but I have to admit the set he has had since he was 9 was ready to be passed along to another beginner.  Always sceptical of new instruments, even I could hear the difference.  They sound so much better.  It is amazing to think he is still drumming even after all these years.  On his birthday I am always reminded of when he was 2 and got his first little toy set.  My aunt Betty played the keyboard and he kept perfect time no matter what tempo she played.  It was amazing to us then…so young.  And now he is still going strong…down to his toes I like to say.  He is finally growing in height and can now look me in the eye.  He is quite a young man with his very specific ways and gifts.  I am so interested in what he will become…if we survive his teen years! :)  How I love that boy! 

I love being a mom and watching my kids grow up.  It is such a challenging yet rewarding job.  Love it, love it, love it.  I am so grateful that God allowed me to hang around to do this!