Gimme That Old Time Reunion

Gimme That Old Time Reunion

Eighteen months ago we decided to attend our twenty-fifth college reunion. All I needed to do was get published, lose my gray hair, shed forty pounds, get my PhD, cure my nearsightedness, change my whole wardrobe, memorize my college yearbook, and condense the last...
Movin’ On Up

Movin’ On Up

As a toddler, Songbird attended a Montessori School that held “Moving Up Ceremonies.” No graduations for such tiny students. Yet we parents wanted to mark learning and growth milestones and celebrate our peeps’ progress. Mainly, we just couldn’t resist the opportunity...
Love Letters

Love Letters

Inspired by a lesson from our week’s Bible study, we all took Sharpies and wrote in our palms: The Lord’s. To say I need the reminder is an understatement. You’d think I had other things scribbled there in the middle of my hand, however invisibly—The Bank’s, The...
The Word, to the Wise

The Word, to the Wise

During literature today, the little people looked up a few unfamiliar words. When Think Tank typed tilth, his autocorrect feature kept trying to change it to tilts. Maven chuckled at the pronunciation of puissant, while Think Tank wondered if we could call God...
A Son Is Given

A Son Is Given

Brown Sugar is mourning Christmas. So is Songbird. Last night she pointed out that we had 365 more days until Christmas 2018. December 26 is her least favorite day, even more than the day after her birthday. Just like the rest of us, Songbird and Brown Sugar love all...
Sipping from the Saucer

Sipping from the Saucer

Scrolling through old family pictures reminded me of that Christmas we learned that Number Six was on the way. Hubby and I were wide eyed. We asked ourselves, “How did this happen?” All we could do was shake our heads. In fact, now that I think about it, we’d shaken...

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