Lets start with Erik.We had this old upholstered recliner with wooden arms, every time I sat in it a spring would poke me in the butt, so one day I made the comment that I was going to chop it up and throw the damn thing in the fireplace. Not long after that my father-in-law was over doing a few projects that we needed help with. Him and I were in the kitchen and he left his tool box by the front door. All of a sudden we heard this sawing noise. I looked into the living room and there was Erik, feverishly trying to saw the arms off my chair. I said ,"Hey what do you think you're doing"? To which he so proudly announced," I am cutting it up to throw the damn thing in the fireplace"! Who get mad at him he was just doing what I had procrastinated about. I believe he was 4 at the time.
He continued to be of great help while growing up. He once sat on the roof of my car with a can of Off, trying to kill all the little flies that landed on it. Needless to say it ate the paint right off the car. He was a good boy though, we only had one real problem with him, he thought the words high school meant hockey and girls. Heck he even dated a girl who played hockey. You gotta love a girl who lets you kiss her and bean her with a hockey puck, now that's true love. He eventually graduated high school and went on to college, first at Mott then off to New York. My baby was going away that was a sad day for me, but I was also very proud, he had decided to become an Optometrist. After a few years in New York he was accepted at Salus University in Philadelphia.In June of 2009 we loaded up three cars and went to watch him graduate. What a very proud moment my baby was now Dr. Erik Hanson. He still likes hockey and girls, but now I think the girls come first.
Nici, oh what a handful, she had a mind of her own right from the start. She was a good baby, sleeping 12 hours a night at 2 weeks. She was stubborn, no one got the best of Nici she always told it like it was. One day when she was about 2 we took the kids to Huckleberry Junction for pizza and to play. The kids had a great time and didn't want to leave especially Nici. We told her come on we had to go she refused being the stubborn child she was , standing firmly in one place and giving us her evil eye. Steve tried to take her hand and she jerked away and proceeded to have a temper tantrum. He gave her one quick swat on the behind and told her to come on. We started to walk away, we were sure she was right behind us but when we looked back she was in the process of pulling down her pants. Horrified I said, "What are you doing"? She simply replied, " Daddy smacked my panties up my butt". As she grew she mastered the evil eye, it was her way of starting the stand off. If she got into trouble and was told to go to her room you got the eye, if you took her hand and tried to take her to her room she would simply go limp like a rag doll. I think she was my curse child. All mothers know the curse child, the one when you were younger and naughty your mother cursed you with. They would say," I hope you have a daughter just like you". Oh boy did I ever. Needless to say her stubbornness and determination to get what she wanted has turned out to be her best asset. She went to college, found a great husband and is the Executive Director of a Retirement Community in Grand Rapids.
Heidi, the original baby and what a baby she was. She was 10 when we adopted Michael. She seemed to be happy, she never acted upset or mad. Then one day I found a note denouncing Michael. She wanted him gone, banished back to the foster care system. Not because she didn't like him or because he bothered her, but because she was no longer the baby, everyone made a a fuss over Michael now and she felt slighted. Now my mom won't get to buy me everything I want because Michael doesn't have anything. He's just a brat and besides that I think he's ugly. Eventually she came around and welcomed all the kids just like a big sister should. She is very artistic, she can design a room perfectly, she is also a very talented photographer she took Logan's senior pictures this year. She will continue her schooling in the fall to get a degree in Marketing.
Lyndsay was a very beautiful 9 year old when she came to us with a head full of the fuzziest hair I had ever seen. She was sweet, polite and severely gassy. I don't care where you were if the girl had to fart she would back her butt into a corner, rip a big one and excuse herself. The girl definitely had manners. With hair like that and them manners she reminded me of a cross between Don King and Larry the cable guy. Eventually her hair tamed down and she learned to control her gas. Lyndsay is in college to become a teacher.
McKayla, what can I say? To this day she still has the same big smile I saw the day she came to live with us. She has the emotional strength of a hundred men. I have known girls who cried harder over breaking a nail than this child did about having her leg amputated. If you ever need someone to declutter your home she's the one for you. Everything will be spotless nothing left including a $900.00 check you will have to go dig through the garbage to find. She has also found a good reason for her prosthetic leg, (just like Lyndsay she is a very gassy girl), she farts then says it was her leg, it must need oil. Funny girl but she has no explanation for the smell. Mac is attending M.S.U. and will apply to grad school next spring to get her doctorate in physical therapy.
Shannon, my bossy little blond she was outspoken the day she came and still is. She has also been my most nurturing of the bunch always wanting to help with the little kid. Making sure they did what "SHE" wanted them to do and if they didn't they would be on the bottom of the pool with her standing on them. Just ask Mac she was at the receiving end of one of Shannon's most nurturing moment. The first time Mac had chemo and was so sick Shannon vowed to be a kids cancer doctor so no more kids would have to be sick like Mac, she was 5 at the time. This fall Shannon will enter M.S.U. med school. She is going to a cancer doctor for little kids aka a pediatric oncologist.
Michael, my Mikey the one that started it all. Having aspergers syndrome means he has no filter, he says it like it is. I had gotten my hair cut and had just finished styling it. Michael came into the hair room and said,"Nice hair mom but it would look better if you didn't have so many wrinkles on your face". I just laughed. He is definitely going to be the one I ask if my dress makes my ass look fat! No candy coating for him. Mike is currently in college, he is going into computer science.
Logan, I have to say she has been my most challenging of the kids. Her comedic acts started in preschool. One day she came out of her bedroom with a pair of old worn boys slippers, she proudly gave them to Michael and said," Here I bought these for you". After some questioning and phone call to her teacher I found out a little boy in her class had gotten his slipper stolen a week prior. She had taken them and hid them in her toy box until she thought the cost was clear. I made her give them back to the boy the next day, she insisted for 6 months after that she had bought them. She also was expelled from the first grade for pulling down a little boys pants, she said it was a joke you the the one,"look up look down your pants are falling down". For some reason the teacher didn't laugh. Logan will graduate this June and plans to attend Mott for a degree in criminal justice, go figure.
Jacob my sweet little baby who was so badly beaten. Well against all odds he is doing great, getting good grades in school and is a fantastic baseball player. He turned 13 this last February and stands 5'7" and wears a mens 12 shoe. Jacob likes to pretend he has a hearing problem for example: Jake take out the garbage, pick up your clothes, don't beat on your brother he says oh I didn't hear you. When I say dinner is ready or who wants ice cream it's a miracle his hearing has returned, they say the Lord works in mysterious ways.
Jacob is in the 7th grade.
Ian aka Big Boy and that he is, he was 10 in November and is 5'3" tall and wears a men's 10 shoe. He is a good boy and helps out a lot, with finishing off any left overs. He likes his old man comb over & button down shirts. He loves to cut coupons and carry them in his wallet just in case he's at the store and mentoes are on sale. Ian is in the 4th grade
Joey has definitely out grown the looks he came with. His orange hair has turned the prettiest strawberry blond. After 2 eye surgeries they no longer cross. After my Mom passed away he took a shine to Lyndsay, he decided she was his girlfriend. When he was 4 and attending preschool at Pumpkin Patch he had to have his adenoids removed and Lyndsay was pregnant at the time. The nurse gave him some pre-op med to help him relax and not be afraid. Well they made him goofy and he was just a talking away. The doctor & nurse came in to ask a few questions before they took him. All of a sudden he blurts out,"Hey my girlfriend is pregnant"! The doctor asked him how that happened? His reply," Oh we learn a lot at Pumpkin Patch". Needless to say I had a lot of explaining to do. Joey is still girl crazy and in the 4th grade.
Deebo, he tries to be my serious thinker always ask off the wall questions. He is in the 2nd grade.One morning at breakfast he said to me,"Mom what grade will I be in when you are an old woman"? Sadly I lowered my head and mumbled 3rd. He just laughed at me.
Jackson oh dear my little playboy. I'm going to have buy shrink wrap for his willy when he hits high school.
The kid is 6 and he loves the ladies. The neighbors 2 granddaughters are alway at her house helping in the yard, they are 19 and 20 I guess. One day he came running in the house and said," Have you see my girlfriends at Kaffy's (Kathy) house oh man they are hot". One night I was watching TMZ and they showed a picture of Heidi Montag in a tiny bikini who just had a boob job, "He says she's hot I want to date her". Let's see oh yeah he got in trouble on the bus for kissing his "girlfriend". The problem is he is cute and the girls play into it and he knows it! He is in kindergarten.
Sophia my 5 year old going on 15. She is a girly girl. She sneaks play make-up in her backpack to get ready on the bus. One day when I was getting dressed I was bent over pulling up my jeans she was behind me and said," Mom you have a big butt" and I said ,"one day you will have a big butt too". With a look of great joy in her eyes she said,"Yeah and I'll have big boobs too McKayla said". If she only knew! Sophia is in young 5's
AnnaLisa our baby, we call her "P". She is strapping young girl who can take out these boys here with one jerk on the back of their t-shirts. She takes no crap she will let 'em have it. A very talented and versatile artist and I have the drawings on the walls to prove it, in marker, lipstick, ink pen and chalk. She also likes to use scissors....on her hair, her clothes, the dogs, but she is a sweet girl. She is in preschool.
Nici, oh what a handful, she had a mind of her own right from the start. She was a good baby, sleeping 12 hours a night at 2 weeks. She was stubborn, no one got the best of Nici she always told it like it was. One day when she was about 2 we took the kids to Huckleberry Junction for pizza and to play. The kids had a great time and didn't want to leave especially Nici. We told her come on we had to go she refused being the stubborn child she was , standing firmly in one place and giving us her evil eye. Steve tried to take her hand and she jerked away and proceeded to have a temper tantrum. He gave her one quick swat on the behind and told her to come on. We started to walk away, we were sure she was right behind us but when we looked back she was in the process of pulling down her pants. Horrified I said, "What are you doing"? She simply replied, " Daddy smacked my panties up my butt". As she grew she mastered the evil eye, it was her way of starting the stand off. If she got into trouble and was told to go to her room you got the eye, if you took her hand and tried to take her to her room she would simply go limp like a rag doll. I think she was my curse child. All mothers know the curse child, the one when you were younger and naughty your mother cursed you with. They would say," I hope you have a daughter just like you". Oh boy did I ever. Needless to say her stubbornness and determination to get what she wanted has turned out to be her best asset. She went to college, found a great husband and is the Executive Director of a Retirement Community in Grand Rapids.
Heidi, the original baby and what a baby she was. She was 10 when we adopted Michael. She seemed to be happy, she never acted upset or mad. Then one day I found a note denouncing Michael. She wanted him gone, banished back to the foster care system. Not because she didn't like him or because he bothered her, but because she was no longer the baby, everyone made a a fuss over Michael now and she felt slighted. Now my mom won't get to buy me everything I want because Michael doesn't have anything. He's just a brat and besides that I think he's ugly. Eventually she came around and welcomed all the kids just like a big sister should. She is very artistic, she can design a room perfectly, she is also a very talented photographer she took Logan's senior pictures this year. She will continue her schooling in the fall to get a degree in Marketing.
Lyndsay was a very beautiful 9 year old when she came to us with a head full of the fuzziest hair I had ever seen. She was sweet, polite and severely gassy. I don't care where you were if the girl had to fart she would back her butt into a corner, rip a big one and excuse herself. The girl definitely had manners. With hair like that and them manners she reminded me of a cross between Don King and Larry the cable guy. Eventually her hair tamed down and she learned to control her gas. Lyndsay is in college to become a teacher.
McKayla, what can I say? To this day she still has the same big smile I saw the day she came to live with us. She has the emotional strength of a hundred men. I have known girls who cried harder over breaking a nail than this child did about having her leg amputated. If you ever need someone to declutter your home she's the one for you. Everything will be spotless nothing left including a $900.00 check you will have to go dig through the garbage to find. She has also found a good reason for her prosthetic leg, (just like Lyndsay she is a very gassy girl), she farts then says it was her leg, it must need oil. Funny girl but she has no explanation for the smell. Mac is attending M.S.U. and will apply to grad school next spring to get her doctorate in physical therapy.
Shannon, my bossy little blond she was outspoken the day she came and still is. She has also been my most nurturing of the bunch always wanting to help with the little kid. Making sure they did what "SHE" wanted them to do and if they didn't they would be on the bottom of the pool with her standing on them. Just ask Mac she was at the receiving end of one of Shannon's most nurturing moment. The first time Mac had chemo and was so sick Shannon vowed to be a kids cancer doctor so no more kids would have to be sick like Mac, she was 5 at the time. This fall Shannon will enter M.S.U. med school. She is going to a cancer doctor for little kids aka a pediatric oncologist.
Michael, my Mikey the one that started it all. Having aspergers syndrome means he has no filter, he says it like it is. I had gotten my hair cut and had just finished styling it. Michael came into the hair room and said,"Nice hair mom but it would look better if you didn't have so many wrinkles on your face". I just laughed. He is definitely going to be the one I ask if my dress makes my ass look fat! No candy coating for him. Mike is currently in college, he is going into computer science.
Logan, I have to say she has been my most challenging of the kids. Her comedic acts started in preschool. One day she came out of her bedroom with a pair of old worn boys slippers, she proudly gave them to Michael and said," Here I bought these for you". After some questioning and phone call to her teacher I found out a little boy in her class had gotten his slipper stolen a week prior. She had taken them and hid them in her toy box until she thought the cost was clear. I made her give them back to the boy the next day, she insisted for 6 months after that she had bought them. She also was expelled from the first grade for pulling down a little boys pants, she said it was a joke you the the one,"look up look down your pants are falling down". For some reason the teacher didn't laugh. Logan will graduate this June and plans to attend Mott for a degree in criminal justice, go figure.
Jacob my sweet little baby who was so badly beaten. Well against all odds he is doing great, getting good grades in school and is a fantastic baseball player. He turned 13 this last February and stands 5'7" and wears a mens 12 shoe. Jacob likes to pretend he has a hearing problem for example: Jake take out the garbage, pick up your clothes, don't beat on your brother he says oh I didn't hear you. When I say dinner is ready or who wants ice cream it's a miracle his hearing has returned, they say the Lord works in mysterious ways.
Jacob is in the 7th grade.
Ian aka Big Boy and that he is, he was 10 in November and is 5'3" tall and wears a men's 10 shoe. He is a good boy and helps out a lot, with finishing off any left overs. He likes his old man comb over & button down shirts. He loves to cut coupons and carry them in his wallet just in case he's at the store and mentoes are on sale. Ian is in the 4th grade
Joey has definitely out grown the looks he came with. His orange hair has turned the prettiest strawberry blond. After 2 eye surgeries they no longer cross. After my Mom passed away he took a shine to Lyndsay, he decided she was his girlfriend. When he was 4 and attending preschool at Pumpkin Patch he had to have his adenoids removed and Lyndsay was pregnant at the time. The nurse gave him some pre-op med to help him relax and not be afraid. Well they made him goofy and he was just a talking away. The doctor & nurse came in to ask a few questions before they took him. All of a sudden he blurts out,"Hey my girlfriend is pregnant"! The doctor asked him how that happened? His reply," Oh we learn a lot at Pumpkin Patch". Needless to say I had a lot of explaining to do. Joey is still girl crazy and in the 4th grade.
Deebo, he tries to be my serious thinker always ask off the wall questions. He is in the 2nd grade.One morning at breakfast he said to me,"Mom what grade will I be in when you are an old woman"? Sadly I lowered my head and mumbled 3rd. He just laughed at me.
Jackson oh dear my little playboy. I'm going to have buy shrink wrap for his willy when he hits high school.
The kid is 6 and he loves the ladies. The neighbors 2 granddaughters are alway at her house helping in the yard, they are 19 and 20 I guess. One day he came running in the house and said," Have you see my girlfriends at Kaffy's (Kathy) house oh man they are hot". One night I was watching TMZ and they showed a picture of Heidi Montag in a tiny bikini who just had a boob job, "He says she's hot I want to date her". Let's see oh yeah he got in trouble on the bus for kissing his "girlfriend". The problem is he is cute and the girls play into it and he knows it! He is in kindergarten.
Sophia my 5 year old going on 15. She is a girly girl. She sneaks play make-up in her backpack to get ready on the bus. One day when I was getting dressed I was bent over pulling up my jeans she was behind me and said," Mom you have a big butt" and I said ,"one day you will have a big butt too". With a look of great joy in her eyes she said,"Yeah and I'll have big boobs too McKayla said". If she only knew! Sophia is in young 5's
AnnaLisa our baby, we call her "P". She is strapping young girl who can take out these boys here with one jerk on the back of their t-shirts. She takes no crap she will let 'em have it. A very talented and versatile artist and I have the drawings on the walls to prove it, in marker, lipstick, ink pen and chalk. She also likes to use scissors....on her hair, her clothes, the dogs, but she is a sweet girl. She is in preschool.
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