Happy Birthday Boys!

Can't believe that my two older boys are now 9 & 5 years old!  C9 was excited to hear that he only had 9 more years until he could join the military.  Scary thought!  Besides being a fireman, he wants to join the military.  Both have been pretty constant now for some time.  C5 is a very strong little boy.  His latest interest is wanting to be a boxer.  When I told him that he would have a lot of black eyes if he was a boxer, he decided that wasn't such a good idea.  They are all boys.  C9 is energetic, creative, loud, an inventor, and has an engineer's mind.  C5 is, very strong, inquisitive, and athletic; for those of you who know him, he still loves his thumb and pillow. Parenting these two (and the others) is far from easy, but we are so thankful the Lord brought them to us.  As Scott asked me today, "What would you do without us?"   My reply, "Sit on the beach with a good book and listen to the waves splash?" 

Apartment Life

I am fast asleep.  In my "dream", I hear the sound of someone talking loudly in Russian in my apartment.  Wait!  It isn't a dream.  It really is someone talking.  Could the window be open?  Perhaps it is someone outside on the sidewalk.   No.  It must be inside, but it can't be.  I lean over to the bedside shelf and reach for the watch.  It's 2:30 in the morning.  Where is my husband?  And who is in our apartment talking at this time of night?  I get up, wrap my blanket around me and walk down the hall.  It really IS someone in our apartment.  I hear (in Russian):  "Tomorrow I am coming to remove the toilet."  .... Finally, the lady & repairman leave. 

What happened?  Apparently, there was loud knocking on our door which woke my light-sleeping husband.  The neighbors below had a leak on their ceiling below our bathroom.  Apparently, we have a leaky toilet.  She called our landlord and threatened to take him to court.  How sad!    And at 2:30 in the morning - what terrible news to receive!