I’ve been a parent now for approximately 6 and 1/2 years. If I worked in an industry or sat down at a desk anywhere for 6 and 1/2 years, I would be considered a veteran – a loyalist – perhaps even an expert in my particular position. Yet with parenting, it feels like I start… Continue reading 3 Magical Tips That Reduce the Friction (and Complaining) In Our Home
I’d like to start this post by speaking directly to those who had a nice, casual morning. Yes, you. Whoever you are, I have one question for you that I hope you can take seriously: Can I come live with you? Our morning started with the typical muffled stomps of four year olds walking around… Continue reading If Our Bodies Had ‘Battery Life Left’ Notifications
. . . through every sequence of events leading up to Christ’s birth, if I were Mary, I woulda been like, THIS IS NOT HAPPENING.
The days can become ordinary and bland when we lose sight of the importance and value in each one. We can easily start throwing some sardines into the oatmeal when we let bitterness linger. We can toss some soured milk into the bowl when we start comparing our lives to someone else’s only.
Well, confession. Toddlers are not my jam. Newborns, nursing infants, high-chair-bound babies, early toddlers who I can dress with no resistance, and preschoolers in school – these are my favorite kind of kids. And by favorite, of course I mean, the most manageable. Interaction that demands my attention and strategy is not my jam. Give… Continue reading To Shepherd or Shout: My quest toward good parenting grows more complex
Have you ever found yourself waiting? You know, for the mail to come? Your Amazon delivery to arrive? Maybe for a mildly boring part of a movie so you can bolt to the bathroom? Maybe you’re waiting for preschool to start back (YES, I KNOW I’M THE LAST ONE WHOSE KIDS ARE RETURNING TO SCHOOL IN… Continue reading What To Do While We Wait (and wait, and wait.)
With summer winding down, it’s still easy for us to tap into the way we felt when we were somewhere heavenly for vacation. It’s still fresh. We can still smell the salty air and feel the cold water splash on our face when our kids jumped into pools to rinse off the beach sand. We can still smell the… Continue reading Looking for God