Sometimes the daily routine of life with young children needs to be broken up with something unexpected. With a surprise. I love surprises, and I’m assuming that at least one of my 4 kids shares that particular chromosome with me. And there is nothing sweeter than my child knowing that he is both loved and liked […] Read more…
I spend my days at home with 4 precious, young children. Most days are simple. And sweet. Yes, there are squabbles. Yes, there are messes. Yes, going anywhere is an ordeal. But overall, the days are filled with sweetness. Not yesterday. Yesterday was bad. If cameras had recorded what went on inside my house and […] Read more…
I am the proud mother of a wonderful loving threenager. What’s that you say? Oh, well let me inform you. A threenager is basically a living Sour Patch kid. One minute, they are laying on the concrete screaming and next playing happily with their siblings. They are demanding crustless bread and skinless apples in fun shapes, […] Read more…
Emotionally speaking, toddlers make 13-year-old girls seem like rock-solid titans of reason. My own 3-year-old has been “set off” by something as seemingly not-big-deal-ish as finishing her sucker, her shoes being too “match-y” and – my personal favorite – her blanket lovey not being smelly enough. I am now knee-deep in my 3rd toddler, with a 4th following […] Read more…
My eyes are going bad. What I mean is, not too long ago my eyes had only rose-colored vision for my precious children. But now, it seems that I’m focusing less on them and more on, well, the mess. Now, instead of quickly grabbing the camera when I walk into a room and find one of the […] Read more…
This post is dedicated to the wonderful fathers in my life. They are funny, loving, and fiercely dedicated to their families. Happy early Father’s Day! To the Father who raised me: A few things you may not know, or may not remember… In elementary school, and even in middle school, sometimes we’d have to write 5 […] Read more…
This post was written at 90 miles per hour. I am on a mission…a mission to battle a gigantic, ugly misconception. And it has to do with my kids…so watch out, world. It seems like every time I go anywhere – grocery store, library, Chick Fil A, the dentist, you name it – and I […] Read more…
If you give a toddler a cookie, she will ask for a cup of milk. If you give her a cup of milk, rather than a sippycup of milk, she will knock it over instantly. If you fetch a rag to clean up the milk, she will want her own rag so that she can […] Read more…
Each day when it gets close to nap time, the same thoughts go through my head… Will it happen? Will they overlap today? Will I get two magical hours all to myself? Amazingly, many days out of the week those special stars align, and I’m alone. Both my children are sleeping and I’m free to […] Read more…
Last night, a little after midnight, I finally went to bed. It hadn’t been a bad day, just a busy and exhausting one. In fact, I felt really good about everything I had gotten done… …fed the kids …homeschooled the kids …washed the kids …reminded the kids about Jesus …swept and re-swept floors …picked up and […] Read more…