Her Ethiopian Brother -- Kidding!

So I shouldn't joke about this, but I can't resist.  Her Ethiopian brother:

 

No, sadly we don't have another Ethiopian living in our home, besides our Little Girl, but we do have a life-size cut-out of an Ethiopian child!

Why?  You might ask.  Well, we are trying to start a carepoint in Ethiopia to provide for 150 impoverished children and we've been given the opportunity to have a booth at our church during the next 2 Sundays to highlight the ministry in Ethiopia, so my husband had this life-size cut-out created from a photo we took of a real-life child at a potential carepoint site we visited during our Ethiopia trip this past August.

We are praying to get some help for that precious little one and so many others!

Now, to keep the cut-out safe from getting messed up by all the kids and the dog who live in our house, my husband put it up on top of a bookshelf in our bedroom.  I know logically that it is not a real person, but that does not stop me from jumping every time I walk into my bedroom.  It startles me every time!

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I haven't been a very good blogger lately, just not enough time!  My apologies to anyone that follows regularly.  I have several volunteer jobs I'm focusing a lot of time on right now in addition to all the housework and parenting!

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Speaking of me falling really short, my husband bought me an iPad Mini recently, not really because I wanted one, but because he and our 11 year old son wanted me to have one!  My husband kindly configured my mail on the iPad Mini so that all 3 of my email accounts all empty into the same box (divided by folders).  Yes, I do have 3 Yahoo Mail accounts, doesn't everyone?  There is my email I use for friends and family and my kids' school, then there is my blog email, and finally my "junk" email which is what I give out for on-line purchases.  But, with all three accounts combined, I get to see this demoralizing loveliness taunting me from the screen:

EIGHTY-SIX THOUSAND six hundred and seven unread emails!!  What?  How is that even possible?

Understandably I am a tad OVERWHELMED.   If you've sent me an email in the past few years and not heard back, I am very sorry, you are in the queue, but don't expect a response any time in the next couple decades.

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Happy Friday, y'all!