How was your weekend? For me, this is a loaded question. Sometimes Saturday is my worst day of the week. This last Saturday, I realized why. All week long, I look forward to Saturday. I plan/daydream about how I’ll spend my day. While my four year old and two year old gleefully jump on my bed at 6:45 AM, I…
In one of those helpful guides to raising kids, I remember reading that parents should not underestimate all that we will have to teach our little ones. How to drink from a cup. How to blow their noses. And, I now can add to the list, how to ask Mom and Dad for food instead of grabbing it off the counter…
This photo was taken at a park here in Michigan last April 23! Hard to believe. My four year old heaved a big sigh and said to me, “Mom, hot weather will never get here again!” It sure feels that way. A few days ago, we were all excited upon finding a glimmer of hope that spring was coming. It…
It was during Holy Week that I had a conversation with my four year old that I didn’t think I would need to have for a long time yet. As I was starting to brush her teeth for bedtime, she announced to me, “I already know about Jesus, so I don’t have to go to church.” I am not kidding…
Usually I figure out a way to avoid grocery shopping with all three girls in tow. Yesterday, though, I packed everyone up, and we hit our local upscale grocery store. Either my husband or I will shop there just about every week to snatch up the loss leaders, and whatever we’ve forgotten when we picked up our staples at a…