Kami, Kami, Kami, Kami, Kami Chameleon...

We welcomed home a new addition to the house yesterday - our 8th child. Yep. EIGHT kiddos. One of which, the new one, lives with us 24/7 now. Isn't that crazy? Every time someone hears I have 7 kids, they freak out, their jaw smacks pavement, and their mind explodes. Now, with our new little bundle of pure joy, the same people just might literally blast off into outer space and start satelliting our planet.

Yep. Meet Kami. Our Min-Pin "rescue" pooch. She was A's pup from her past life, and unfortunately until now, was caught in a divorce Dante Purgatorio-esque holding area. But, now we got our precious girl and she's part of the fam. In such, I am gonna buy her this Superman (er, Supergirl?) Halloween costume they have at Old Navy for like $10. You know, to properly integrate her into society here. Plus, she's getting Star Wars toys as well.

A is a little upset that, for some reason, Kami is partial to my aroundness moreso than her aroundness. Of course, she loves A with all her little heart....but right now as I type this, Kami is sitting on my lap while A is on the big couch in the living room. Alone. On the big, comfy suede sectional couch. Alone. Well...she has the TV and her laptop with her. And her morning cup o' Joe. So, I guess not alone alone. Anyhoo...

Here's a pic of our happy girl.

2 things

1) Three year-olds love to guide you through the tubes of the play areas at any and all McDonald's playplaces if you indulge them. But, then they will leave you somewhere at the top for minutes on end. Their only explanation: "Wait here, I'll be right back."

Luckily they have little plastic windows for me to stare blankly through and remember what the outside world looks like.

2) E has found an alternative to "hold me by my wegs!" He now likes to sit on my shoulder. Head above the clouds. Kinda like a way cooler version of a parrot. But that doesn't make me a pirate. I don't want to be a pirate.

"han & chewy as youths, by pen cap" (drawn on Samsung Caliber)

Attention Shoppers!

Okay, for those ladies that didn't know or for the men haplessly trying to buy them clothes...

Papaya (Psst! Click it. It's a link to the store!)

Now ya know...and knowing's half the battle. Yo Joe!

Papaya's like Forever 21, but classy-ish. More sophisticated-er. Basically, less of a mess. The prices are ridiculously good. I dare say great. A's fave store. Her BSFF (Best Store Friend Fo'evs.) No lie.

Guy, gals, shoppers...that one is fo'free. On the house. Fo'sho.

you're all you get (PFTR...#15)

There comes a time - today! - when you have to suck it up, face fact and realize you cannot run from who you are. You take you with you wherever you go. You can't sprint faster than yourself in a mad foot race to try and change the unchangeable.

Instead, embrace who you are, what you have become and will become. Sure, substitute any bad for good in your everyday demeanor, but other than that, you are stuck with yourself. Deal with it. Learn to love that fact and instead of ignoring those people you have brought onto your lifefarm, bring them in, help them sow your fields and their fields, milk the moo cows, tend that land. Make good of all that you can. You're on a narrow, one way street...no use fussing with the inevitable.

Own your life. Just own it. And give thanks and praise often.

Role Model Tools

**UPDATE**

Okay, I went back and added 99 tools for the role model to use while engaging and interacting with their little ones. I call them tools. Feel free to call them weapons if you want. That you take into battle each and every day. Doesn't matter. Just use them. Trust me.

And I added only 99 tools. Why not 100? Just to round it out? Because you are the 100th tool. Ha. Just realized that made you sound like an actual tool, like you wear Affliction shirts and you're over 25 and you aren't a mixed martial artist, but I was just meaning you, yourself, are a tool in guiding your kiddos to their ultimate greatness.

So check them out. Some of that stuff I was like, "No way they make that!" But guess what? They do.

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Notice, there on the right, above those SuperRoleModel t-shirts, you'll see a list of "role model tools" from Amazon.com. These help bridge the gap of time and space, and allow the kiddos and I to truly bond on another level. A level far, far away from the everyday.

Watch. Play. Learn. Grow.

and...

May the Force be with you. (I will be adding some superhero stuff soon, so, yea, look out for that as well.)

Star Wars Bible Lessons

Just closed the curtain on The Empire Strikes Back. Cinema gold. The boys watched it. The girls...eh, they watched whatever Nickelodeon is peddling these days.

A was thinking how several of the things said about the Light Side of the Force by Yoda & The Gang could be used beautifully as openers for Bible lessons. Hm, using SW as a tool for turning the younglings onto GOD. Not a bad angle. Agree with her, I do.

By the way, totally saw that one random Cloud City dude that they turned into an action figure that I mentioned in my last post.

By the way way, the question-a-thon continued during the movie. At least this time, I had all the answers.