A few years ago, I asked Sam if he would take my camera and get some pictures of the kids and I for me for Mother’s Day. It’s something that we’ve done again and again and though we’re sometimes realllly late in doing them (Mother’s Day in July anyone?!) I always treasure them. We did […]
“And let us not grow weary of doing good, for in due season we will reap, if we do not give up.” Galatians 6:9 Yesterday was an extremely discouraging day for me. I went to bed thinking about all that I did – or tried to do – and how much it all felt pointless. […]
It’s a simple thing. A simple request. But it’s bedtime. And there are a zillion requests.
There’s this thing that happens when Sam and I sit down to choose names for our children. We make it about 4 minutes before the suggestions start to get a little ridiculous. For instance, Sam kept insisting that we use “Annette” as Clara’s middle name (which, when said quickly together would make her sound like […]
I don’t think I’ve ever really written out our birth stories, though I have read many such posts from others. I suppose I’ve felt a little “out” of that club. My birth stories do not include tubs and exercise balls and my husband rubbing my back through contractions. Well, the first one did. For 30 […]
I knew going into this last unit for kindergarten, which focused on the sun and moon and all things space-related, that Sam just HAD to do a rocket launch with the kids. I mean, when that was daddy’s hobby in high school, why just make a rocket out of a card board box when you […]
Oliver. You were our firstborn. The one who made me a mom. The one who broke all of the predictions and estimates and arrived, in dramatic fashion – after a 30 hour labor and ultimate c-section – at just shy of 11 lbs. “He’s huge!” were literally the first words our doctor said as you […]
Clara’s actual birthday isn’t for another week or so, but my parents and sister were in town to celebrate my Grandpa Silver’s 90th birthday, so we celebrated this past weekend while everyone was here. She wanted a Hello Kitty cake, but she never actually EATS cake, just licks the frosting off, so I decided to […]
Sometimes, Mother’s Day is celebrated with flowers and candy and homemade cards and breakfast in bed. Other times, it’s not really celebrated at all as your kids are too young to even know the holiday exists. . .
God has set apart the home as his. Home is a place where his presence is to be felt and his purposes are to be pursued. He places parents in those homes as watchmen, pastors, priests, shepherds, teachers, and warriors who have been called and commissioned to pass on their faith to their children for […]