“It’s my birthday?!”

"Mama! Why so many balloons out there?!" The little face standing beside my bed whispered. I could feel his breath on my eyeballs. He had just walked through a small sea of balloons across the living room floor to get to my bedroom. "It's your birthday buddy! You're three now!" I answered with a grin... Continue Reading →

“Mom, have you seen my…?

These are the introductory words to many a sentence around here... It's like a skill testing challenge in which I have mere seconds to prove my memory capabilities. For instance: "Mom, have you seen my pants?" is a complex question. "Your jogging pants? Your adventure pants? (AKA the grey quick dry track pants... obviously) Your jeans?... Continue Reading →

Poetry with 4 boys.

  "Your teacher said we need to do some poetry this term..." I said the words to him like any good homeschooling mama would as he stared at me with a face of, "You must be joking." I wasn't joking. Did you know April is national poetry month? It's true. I read it on the internet... Continue Reading →

Truth Unchanging

I'm always scouring the earth (or internet bookstores, for the sake of accuracy) for good solid encouraging mom devotionals, and I'm always looking to add to my collection. Recently, I found this gem. Truth Unchanging by Becky Thompson. She had me at the title... I'm a firm supporter of unchanging truth... For me, this book has been an... Continue Reading →

“I wonder if you’ll ever…”

These are the beginning words to questions I have often wondered and asked. Questions laced with hope, and a tiny bit of suspicion. Deep down I think I've always known the answer to these questions, which is "Yes, of course you will... but maybe not for awhile. Of course you will, probably really soon. And,... Continue Reading →

He hit me with his best shot…

He had a high fever when he went to bed, but he still managed to successfully sleep through the night. I checked on him several times before I went to bed myself. The next morning, still in the 5 am's, I heard him coming for me. I heard his hoarse cough grow louder as he... Continue Reading →

That time you had pneumonia…

He had been coughing for well over a week and running a fever too. It grew worse every time he hit the tiniest bit of cold air, and every time he ran. He woke up long before the sun every morning with a coughing fit, and he even coughed so violently once at the playground that... Continue Reading →

Learning to Climb

"I climb up!" He said confidently while standing at the bottom of the tiny rock wall at the playground. He grinned and reached his hand up to the first rock. His second hand followed, and then his feet joined the scaling process too. I stood back and watched his bold attempt. Nearby another 2 year... Continue Reading →

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