7-3

I've gone from 7 kids this week
down to 3.

What.
The.
Heck.

The teens are at a sleepaway, week long baseball camp.
The twins are at a sleepaway, week long church camp.
It's just me,
and the Asian Sensations. 

I had 3 kids once
10 years ago.
But then 6 minutes later we decided to have a fourth and then Jack made his appearance.

So those brief 6 minutes,
a decade ago
of having 3 kids isn't really a huge memory for me.
Could have been the drugs,
could have been the artichoke and spinach dip I was begging my husband to run out and get for me
{ummm, hello! In labor here.....and STARVING!}
Giving birth twice in one day can make you a wee bit hungry after all. 
Could have been a lot of things.

So 3?
What on God's gorgeous green earth am I to do with 3.

I slept in a bit today.
{gasp!}
Cooked less than half as much breakfast as I usually do.
{double gasp!}
Only made 3 beds instead of 7.
{yippee}
Thought I should really stop making everybody's beds and make them do it themselves.
{gasp!}
And then drove the 3 remaining children to VBS.

So here I am.
Alone.
In this house.
Until noon.
In the middle of the summer.

Which can only mean one thing....

I have spent the morning sobbing over children that wait and heart babies that will die if not adopted. 

like this one
and this one

Let's just say I have been looking at children that wait.

This could be a long week.