Well, of course I can’t ever be truly wordless. But, I have a bunch of pictures I need to get off my phone and there’s no better way to do it than to string them together into a short story. My mom got the girls sidewalk chalk paint for Easter, presumably because she thinks plain…
Well, our Good Friday turned out to be not so good. A brutal stomach virus hit the Spouse midday. And, by midnight, I was the only one still standing. I was feeling so relieved, if not a little prideful, to have survived the virus unscathed until Easter night when I succumbed to it myself. I’m…
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,…
While I help the older two girls get to bed each night, the Toddler has a bedtime ritual of her own that involves the Spouse reading her the same couple of books before she goes to sleep. One of her favorites for the past several months has been a rhyming picture book called Firefighters to…