My Family of Women

As I listen to the fire alarm blare in my ear, because my "step"daughter burnt something in the kitchen, I thought to myself how awesome my kids are and how they are mine. I have never seen my kids as "step" children or "that's my wife's kids". These kids are mine. Sometimes I forget I didn't change their diapers or have them sleep on my chest as I have with the other four but by no means are they any less mine. Phee has a sweetness that I have and Moriah has the bluntness I have too lol. It was suggested to me that I talk about what it was like to have a blended household. So today I will try to explain it from my point of view and maybe I can convince my wife to explain her point of view in a later post. Personally I hate the phrase "stepchild". It seems so unfeeling or unwanted. When I married my wife I married Moriah and Phee. There are things that you do have to deal with in a blended family like, the other parent, maybe seeing...

I wasn't gonna write anything today because I was gonna interview my two eldest daughters. As you can tell that didn't work out. So I got to thinking about rain and how it is used in metaphors. Can you stand the rain. Love on me like rain. Let the blessings come down like rain. He is so skinny he can dodge the rain. So on and so on. For me I think of peace and strength. What do you think when you think of rain? Yes I know that this is a weird if not stupid post but I really don't care ;) and I want to know. Please leave a comment on this page tell me what you like or don't like about rain.