A Life in the Son

A Life in the Son

It was just warm enough Sunday afternoon for us to kick off our shoes and splash along the shoreline at the park. Brown Sugar and Lone Ranger built mud volcanoes and watched the brown “lava” ooze away in the gentle current. Songbird and I carefully wriggled our toes...
Ouch!

Ouch!

I had my blood drawn Monday morning—and no, it wasn’t quite the way I wanted to start my school week. But as usual God got there ahead of me to prepare my lesson for the day. (I’m re-taking Faith 101.) So, I’m talking to the technician and she described how...
Out of the Blue

Out of the Blue

Running late…again. And it’s not like I can blame the little people because I’ve been trying to catch up with myself my entire life. This time, I was driving Songbird to the airport, and missing the flight was not an option. We’d dealt with delay after delay—dropping...
Running on Empty

Running on Empty

My little people love to compete with each other. The Lone Ranger, Maven, Brown Sugar, and Think Tank use the first-floor hallway as an indoor soccer arena and the doorways at either end as their goals. At the playground’s open field, they kick off their shoes, mark a...
Perspectives

Perspectives

You know how it is. Before you have children you say lots of things you don’t really mean, winners like, “Oh, I want all my children to look just like you, honey.” Well, God took me at my word and gave me the little people. Crusader’s handsome smile, Think Tank’s...
My Love Life

My Love Life

We spent Valentine’s Day making cards for each other, cutting, pasting, sketching, and composing for hours. Love was certainly in the air–and in itty-bitty pieces all over the study floor…and on the chest in my bedroom where most of the cards ended...

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