Teach them to love Jesus, learning, adventure, and each other.
"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 →
In 12 days we're moving to the country part time for a few weeks. In 12 days we'll be 'housesitting' a house that doesn't actually need to be housesat. In 12 days we'll be temporarily trading in full time apartment living for part time dwelling in a spacious place. The only neighbours underneath us, far... Continue Reading →
He doesn't care that I'm in the middle of reading as he shoves a marker and yet another piece of paper on top of my open book. It's the 4th 'Can you draw this?' request of the morning, and it's only 8:05 a.m. "Mom! I want to learn about pterodactyls. How did they die? Can... Continue Reading →
It was the last week of the summer. Our last hurrah before the start of school. It called for an adventure. I saw them running into the water as I was still taking off my second shoe... "Oh boy... Here it comes..." I sighed. Sure enough, the lifeguard with the megaphone was waiting for them.... Continue Reading →
I read the text message that had just come in on my phone... “Hey! We’re going away again this summer, would your family like to come stay at our house for a few weeks?” She meant her house... the one steps away from the beach, her house stocked with LEGO, water guns, books, and toys.... Continue Reading →
"He did what now?" "You need to say sorry to him! Go on, give him a hug!" "We don't hurt our brothers." These phrases are said a lot in our home right now... I have four boys, four growing boys, who seem to get a surge of testosterone with every growth spurt they encounter. The... Continue Reading →
"Let's try to get to 100 without missing, ok?" I'd say to my friend while standing in the middle of my long gravel driveway smack dab in the country. With leather baseball gloves on our hands we'd spend hours as kids tossing a yellow tennis ball back and forth... the same tennis ball that doubled as... Continue Reading →
It started as a pretty regular Monday morning... During breakfast I wrote a sentence on our board for the two little boys, and then I turned away to make some coffee. When I looked back at the board, big brother had come and gone, but he had most assuredly left his mark. These days of... Continue Reading →
"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 →
Rebecca Bergman 