Early Easter morning, I almost texted my husband (already at church to sing with the choir for sunrise service) that never again, under any circumstances, were we going to give the girls Easter baskets. On Easter evening, I shared a photo of my three little ones in their Easter dresses. Yes, happy, angelic-looking girls in beautiful dresses certainly was part…
It is Holy Week, and none are too little for a moment of reflection during this time, so I learned from my three year old. This Sunday, we had a good conversation in the bathroom after Sunday School. I knew she needed to go. Getting her to take care of business can be a challenge, though. As an encouragement to…
“Mom, picking up is not my style,” my five year old explained, when I asked her why the puzzle pieces were still scattered all over the kitchen floor. This little girl has pulled out some very creative excuses to avoid work she doesn’t want to do. Not long ago, when I pointed out that we were tripping over the huge…
“Know any goats?” my husband called to me as I pulled up the drive after clothes shopping Saturday evening. “Cuz we’ve got one visiting!” As I stepped out of the van, our surprise guest greeted me with a very loud blaaaat. The thing about living in the country is that sometimes a frightened goat wanders into your yard. And she…