Like being "Adopted"

    I really dont know if my writing is good or not but here it is.

My week so far...

   Started out really horrible because I just felt like my emotions were out of control.
Wednesday, not what I wanted it to be but it was great to have coffee with a friend/ "brother"
Thursday was very emotionally but God had it all planed out. Instead of finding Him like I normally would ( through prayer, one song of worship, and reading my Bible) I found Him in helping Kody (sort of), just a few songs of worship, and holding Kearyn ( kind of). Talking to Andrea didn't get very far because the concert started.Friday, spent the night at Georgia's house ( I babysit for that family. Besides that, I look up to her and Andrea. They are just so themselves but themselves in God!) Friday night, couldn't sleep for anything. Still don't know why but it was funny. Saturday morning, Naomi (2 years old) and Georgia went down stairs, then Sarah (4 years old) and I  follow a few minutes after. Georgia made amazing waffles while I played with the girls.
         
       We went to Grand Junction ( about a hour an half away), and for the first time, I went to Hobby Lobby. Then we went to support for her friend, who sells purses.I was watching the girls for like four maybe five minutes while we were in Hobby Lobby. Well the girls sat on the bottom of the cart because the didn't want to walk but they didn't want in the cart. So as I'm trying to push it, I stop because Naomi's legs are about to be ran over. I tell the girls to stand up and Naomi trys but Sarah wont let her. The older lady comes over and says, " Oh, It looks like your mommy wants you up." Says she wished she had her camera because it was just so cute. All I was thinking was, " Do I look old enough to have a four year old!?!? Or even TWO kids?!? Really?!? You seem nice and all but I am SOOOO not their mom!!!!!"  I was just so dumbfounded. Of course (just to prove a point) I threw in as I picked up Naomi, " Your mommy will be back in a minute." As the older lady started walking off. 
          
       When we were at Hobby Lobby, Naomi wanted to come with me to look at beds, so as we were walking she kept falling on her knees because she knew I would pick her back up. Well, after the sixth or seventh time I just picked her up and started carrying her. I started tickling her and she was just laughing so hard, I was afraid she stopped breathing. Later on at Hobby Lobby, I was carrying Sarah because she wouldn't let me put her down and Naomi wanted me to carry her too. I  really couldn't pick up Naomi, so Georgia picked her up- But then she gave her to me. I had Naomi on one side, Sarah on the other and they were just giggling. I was a little worried that I might drop one of them but I didn't. After five minutes or so of holding both of them my arms started cramping. I tried to put Sarah down but she didn't find it fair that I was carrying Naomi. I put them both down and held their hands instead.  So much easier that way.On the way back home, everyone sitting in the back seats fell asleep. Which means; Naomi, Sarah and I fell asleep.  I didn't fall asleep for very long, I don't think but it was still sleep.


          We had dinner before church Saturday night, Georgia ordered a personal kid cheese pizza for the girls, a personal chicken something pizza for herself, and I (of course), being me ordered a basic green salad. After their pizzas came, we realized they messed up the order, two chicken somethings instead of  one being a cheese pizza. When "my" salad came, Sarah took a slice of cucumber. I was great with that because, I'm used to kids eating off my plate. The girls got a piece of pizza but Naomi didn't want it and Sarah ate what was given to her happily. Naomi came over and sat on my lap, taking over "my" salad with Sarah right next to her. I was laughing SO hard because they wanted the salad over the pizza. Naomi, wasn't even using a fork and Sarah was leaning over me to get to the salad.  It was a really fun dinner!

  The funniest joke I have yet to hear from Pastor Karl was told Saturday night, " People who say Shoot and Darn go to Heck!" I busted up laughing feeling like a complete dork but I wasn't alone.Sunday, Georgia being completely awesome like she is, took me to church and then picked me back up after both services were over. But during that time I was teaching the new stuff for GraceKids which was pretty cool.After Georgia and the girls picked me up from church, we went to the Hot Springs and hung out. It was awesome. Sarah just wanted to swim and swim but couldn't. So she just kicked and I "drove" us around every where. Naomi wanted to play but was scared kind of scared too.


        Every night I was supposed to go home, I ended up staying another night. The girls agreed that I should just move in. Sarah was SO mad when I said I had to go home this morning after we woke up! She started crying saying she didn't want me to go. I said I had to go back so I could get my clothes but I would see her later.This morning before Georgia dropped me off, we took the kids to school. Luke gave his mom a kiss and left. Sarah kissed Naomi and came toward Georgia and myself. I though she was going to go her mom but nope, she gave me a big hug and left. I was awestruck because I just was.
         When I went back to their house to help Georgia with somethings, Naomi saw me after a minute or two of me being there. She was up stairs and Georgia hadn't seen me yet, the first thing she said (more like screamed) " Carissa is home!!!"  It was the cutest thing. I just kept laughing because afterward when she couldn't find me she would ask, " where's Carissa momma? Momma where's Carissa?" Until she knew where I was. Or she would follow me around because she didn't want to lose track of me. Have to love kids and what they say.   After, they got out of school today, we picked them up and went to Georgia's office for about five minutes. Then to drop me off, Sarah did not want me to go. I felt SO bad because , sure, I would have loved to stay and play with them but I couldn't get in trouble. Sometimes I feel like I was placed some where I wasn't supposed to be. God is in control though and that's all I really know anymore.



            When I came home and stayed home, is when things became not so great. Hate hunting and I'm going to hate it even more because of Alex. I don't hate Alex at all but it just doesn't make sense. Alex and his dad came over earlier tonight and I saw TOO many changes. He used to love going to church and he didn't cuss all that much and all. Sometimes I thought Alex was farther in his walk than I was in mine. After we broke up though he stopped going to church and I didn't care if he hated me or not, as long as I wasn't the reason for his faith to weaken. I carried that guilt for a few weeks but I realized, if Alex's walk was as strong as he said it was, it would still be just as strong. While Alex and his dad were visiting, I stayed away from ALL the drama. After they left my dad asked if I could have been any ruder, my reply," Yes, yes, I could have." Being the person that he is asked if he cheated on me. No that's not what happened. There is just SOOOO much unneeded drama here. Most of it because of my faith, which isn't going to go away.

God just has a way of working and its always great :)
  Many blessings be to you and may you see God every where you look. ~~ CarissaGrace