My youngest child turned 5 years old this week. My baby has somehow become this sweet, independent, intelligent, compassionate little girl. She is someone I delight to be around – not just because she’s my daughter but because of the person she has become! Continue reading
There are very few pictures of myself that I actually like. I always find something to critique – some flaw that I do not want captured for all of eternity! But last weekend, my husband snapped a picture while I wasn’t looking and I absolutely adore it! Continue reading
Within the last week, both of my children succumbed to tears because I would not let them be at church. As a mom, I am either doing something very wrong, or I’m doing something very right! Continue reading
As I wrote a couple of weeks ago (perhaps in excruciatingly long detail – see A Thirst for Deep Roots), I am currently taking an online class through Wartburg Seminary: Psalms in the Life of the Church. I had absolutely no idea what I was getting into, but have found the readings, online discussions, and more intensive study wonderful – and a new cause of sleep deprivation! Continue reading
We had ups and downs with our almost 4-year-old daughter this weekend. I could blame it on her not feeling well, or a long week at day care, or dreary weather. In reality, it was probably just an outcome of her personality. Continue reading
My kids and I went to the store one night this week in search of a birthday present for my mom. We discussed on the short drive there what we might purchase – What does Mana like? What is her favorite color? I was at first met with blank stares; then my 3-year-old daughter suggested either a big scooter or pillows. I can say with certainty that her grandmother would NOT want a scooter and I have no clue what she meant by “pillows!” But I had a suspicion that both items reflected her own desires more than what she believed her grandma would want!
My 7-year-old son and I sat close together in church one recent Sunday morning. The service was about to begin; music filled the air. He leaned nearer to me and said “Sometimes what I hear in the Bible is hard to believe.” Continue reading