Teach them to love Jesus, learning, adventure, and each other.
I dug our wedding vows out of a dusty file folder today. It’s funny the memories that can come flooding back just looking at old 'paperwork.' I remembered how our pen had run out of ink in the middle of signing our registry, and how we just 'fake signed' instead. It made me laugh again... Continue Reading →
"Hold on, I can't quite hear you..." I said into my phone. The doctor was on the line, but my kids were (not quietly) playing video games nearby. "Sorry, go ahead, you said you had bad news. I'm ready." I was sitting at our kitchen table with a pencil in hand. And the doctor started... Continue Reading →
"I wonder what it would be like to live in a world where it was always June." —L.M. Montgomery "But I don't know what to do..." He had said that day at the beach. Sometimes it's easy to feel like your creativity is out of practice. When summer first arrived it felt like we were... Continue Reading →
As my boys have gotten older the topics of our conversations have definitely changed. It's often uncomfortable to talk about difficult things, but it's important, and so I do. I don't give them all the information, but I definitely give them some of it. We were reading the story of Moses the other night... Continue Reading →
"T - 22 minutes." I said as I slathered the 8th warm sourdough bun with honey. We were fully immersed in a lunchtime assembly line, powering up before our SpaceX launch party. We found out about the launch a few days ago. We had been patiently waiting with our homemade straw rockets made from the NASA website... Continue Reading →
I teach them so many things... like not to drink expired milk, and how to safely cross an intersection. How not to shoot their brothers in the eyeball with a Nerf dart, and how to put the toilet seat down... even though it still seems super optional 85% of the time. How to apologize, clean... Continue Reading →
I'm not a scheduler by nature. I think I find set times difficult to follow after years of having babies and toddlers underfoot who are skilled in knowing how to interrupt every well made plan. But a decade of that has made me flexible throughout my days, and it's made me find a homeschool rhythm,... Continue Reading →
Dear sliding white pocket door, I'm sorry I prematurely judged you so harshly. I'm also sorry that I squished up my face a little, bulged out my eyes a lot, and then said multiple phrases like, "What's the deal with that?" or, "I wonder who thought this was a good design idea back in the... Continue Reading →
"Thank you God for our food, for my family, and for our new house. Amen." A little boy said with his head bent over his cereal bowl, and a spoon in hand. That's been a regular prayer at our house for a long time. We had been so used to praying it, so used to... Continue Reading →
"What is that?" he asked. I looked inside the final bag of groceries the heaven-sent delivery service had just brought to my door. "Oh, that's a butternut squash. We're going to make some soup today!" I pulled it out of the bag and set it on the counter, and then simultaneously my son and I... Continue Reading →
Rebecca Bergman 