Sunday we came home from church to see a Suburban in the driveway of the house next door. We have lived here for 14 years. An elderly couple lived next door. Then a single woman. Then a single man. This is a big house, people! So for years I have been praying for a family to move in.
YES YES YES!
God said, "Kerrie, you have been a decent person these last few years so I am going to give you something super cool that you have been begging me for." (is it bad to pretend like God said something? sorry; He knows me intentions are good)
ANYWAY, I saw a bunch of kids. Got my hopes up.
Monday they were back. I didn't want to bug them. Tuesday some of the kids came to the door to say hi. I grilled them. I found out they are (1) Catholic like us and (2) HOMESCHOOL. WHAT ARE THE ODDS? Then I met the parents and they are super sweet. Like, as in, they will be a good influence in my life and we can help each other out and we and the kids will have fun.
I am super hopeful and excited about this. Last night we went over and roasted marshmallows in their fire pit. They have 6 kids so they totally understand Big Family Life. I can't write too much because I don't want to ook them out, but I have told them I am a bit overwhelming and that I love kids and am so happy they are here.
It's just so exciting when a dream comes true! It's like when I married Mr. Kerrie and we had all the little Kerries ... DREAM COME TRUE! Pinch me!
|No, these are not all our kids, but this is ELEVEN kids and represents what it might look like if my family and the family next door posed for a picture in a line like this!|