A hair-raising good time…
The week before Christmas the Spouse was giving the girls a bath when he created this masterpiece:
The week before Christmas the Spouse was giving the girls a bath when he created this masterpiece:
This is a repost from three years ago. But, I could just as well have written it this morning. Sometimes we can look back at where we were and be disappointed that we haven’t overcome more of our own weaknesses. But, the great beauty of Easter is that even though we can’t get it right,…
Yesterday I did something I should have been doing for several years now. Something simple, yet so incredibly difficult. I went by the nursing home just a few blocks down from our house. I’m familiar with this nursing home for many reasons. I drive by it at least once a day. My grandmother lived there…
When I was young I wasn’t ever really into playing Barbies. My younger sister loved Barbie and dolls of any sort, but I was content with my stuffed animals and art supplies. So, I assumed there was about a fifty percent chance my own girls would be into baby dolls, Barbie dolls, and the like….
As I’ve mentioned a time or two before… I never know what news {or what kind of moods} will await me when I go to pick the girls up from preschool. Yesterday I arrived to see the Preschooler proudly wearing a big “I’m a Super Star” sticker and beaming as she bounced down the ramp…
October is one of my favorite months. I’ve noticed that I’ve unintentionally decorated our whole house in autumn hues. I think it’s my subconscious love for this season coming out. Crisp mornings, bright trees, the smell of bonfires, S’mores, pumpkin patches, hayrides, caramel apples, pumpkin bread… I really can’t think of anything I don’t like…
As we were driving down the interstate yesterday, the Preschooler asked this pressing question: “Is God allergic to anything?” You know what? At this point in the summer when the days are long and the heat index is reaching the triple digits by noon, I’m not really on my A-game with fielding questions of this sort….