He is done!

I believe Samuel is fully potty trained. We have gone several weeks with no accidents. He goes to the bathroom all by himself, I just have to watch him when he does # 2 because he doesn't know how to wipe. Ewwww...... I think this is one of the other things I disliked about potty training. They can make a huge mess if your not careful.. So far we haven't had any but I am just waiting. I am very proud of him. A light clicked in his head and he just took off...

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Well I must say that I have a nothing to post about right know. Not sure but I think my mind is running full speed one week and the next week I can't think of a thing to post. So for now I will just not post until my brain starts working again.

Blessed Morning!!

I feel so blessed this morning. Every time I get on my blog and see the baby count down it touches my heart. I have started my second trimester and this feels like a milestone for me, since just 6 months ago I had a miscarriage. I was doing the math the other day and figured out that I will be giving birth to this child a year from the time I had my miscarriage. It feels like such a blessing from God. I remember when we had our first child and he was stillborn how empty my arms were. Then we ended up expecting a month later. What joy this brought to me. And what a blessing my Elisha is to me. He didn't take the place of Elijah he just filled the empty arms. I feel that God has all control and that he watches over us and knows our needs.

Not sure why I felt to write this but it is what is on my mind and heart. Thank you Lord for the blessings of my children and there health.

IN CONTRACT!!!!!

It has been a long time coming but it looks like the time is finally almost here. We have signed papers and are in a contract on our house. We feel as if the Lord has worked all this out for us. We knew there was a lot to get done before this day would come. And now it is here, and it is almost hard to believe. In a short time we will be packing and moving back to Oregon were me and Lee started our lives together. We even had another person come and she also was interested in the house. We got her name and number as a back up if for some reason things would fall apart. But we feel like this is it, they seem very excited. And we are thrilled to be moving on to the next phase of our life. I was getting real worried about getting to far along and having a hard time moving. So it looks like we will be moved before that.

Happy Easter!

The Bosch's Easter 2008!


Grandpa and Grandma with all the kids who came and spent Easter with them.


Elisha looking for eggs, lots of money and candy to be found.


Samuel hunting eggs even though he wasn't feeling very good.


Stormie hunting eggs, her basket was so full she was using her arms now.

Ironic

As my mind goes down memory lane lately I remember having a friend from church come over and talk about going to Oregon and Washington and how much she liked everyone there. Since I was from California and my family only took vacations to Oklahoma or Arkansas to see family. We hardly ever took trips for spiritual reasons, most of our family trips were for fun or for family. And even though these are precious trips in my mind. I would like to teach my kids that the brethren is our family and take trips to different assemblies so they can have many friends. A lot of my friends now are some of those kids this friend was talking about, actually I ended up marrying one of them....hehehe how ironic is that. We lived on the same coast line, went to the same church and yet never met till years later.

Another thing that is so ironic is when I was about 18, I was in Colorado and we were seeing some dear friends of ours. And we all went to Taco Bell to visit, I was visiting with a friend and giving him a senior picture and this crazy guy came up and asked if he could have one and I said sure, I signed the picture and gave it to him. Years later when I met the man of my dreams and we were visiting he looked in his wallet and he had a senior picture of me in it. This just amazes me how almost 2 years later I would meet that crazy guy and end up marrying him. I feel as if the Lord had us planned for each other from the beginning we just had to wait for each other to be ready.

I was always scared of getting married young, I had so many friends who did and I thought that was what you did in the faith. And for some reason I ran from it. If a guy showed to much interest, I lost interest real quick. When my dad died I think that made me even more that way. I went through a rebellious stage, or should I say selfish stage. I thank you Lee for having patience and waiting on me to grow up.

Farm Days

I have had so much time at home lately, that my mind has been working overtime. I am sure you gals can tell since I keep posting. Yesterday I was looking through pictures and it amazed how much my kids have grown. Then it made me look back on my life and how quickly it has gone by. I was remembering being a child and growing up on the farm.

This farm was actually a grape vineyard in California. My grandpa had several acres that had grape vineyards for making raisins. He also gave all his girls a acre of land to live on. So we grew up as a very close family. My cousins were like siblings, we all lived on this dirt road one house after another. Or should I say trailer houses. The memories of the farm are so precious to me, I remember being a little kid and sleeping outside under the stars. Walking on the hot gravel with bare feet. Catching croddads in the ditches.

I remember going across the field to Grandma and Grandpas and swimming in the pool, I must say this was a huge pool and us kids loved it. Every summer we all would go down and clean it out and get it ready for the summer. I remember one year one of grandpas cows got in it. Ohh what a mess! I remember watching grandma milk the goats. So many memories that are so dear to my heart.

I remember every sunday everyone from church coming over and eating dinner, playing baseball in one of the empty fields, making homemade ice cream with the old crank ice cream machine. My dad would make me sit on it with a towel while he cranked the wheel. I want my kids to have some of these memories.

I remember watching my dad build my mom a house with his bare hands. It took him a year to do it. But it was made by him and that makes it special. Whenever I go to the old farm land it makes me sad now. I see the house he built with other people owning it and living there. When my grandpa died the girls sold the farm land. Through the years everyone sold the acre except one of my aunts. So at least I have a reason to go see her and go down memory lane in my mind.

Time is just a blink of a eye. It seems like yesterday I was playing on that farm with all of my cousins and feeling free as a bird. Oh to be a child and have no worries in life.