I’m Grateful for This Life on the Playroom Floor
I don't remember having a playroom as a child, but now, every house seems to have one, including ours. When…
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I don't remember having a playroom as a child, but now, every house seems to have one, including ours. When…
Continue ReadingA little over a week ago, I received a call from my dad, and over the next 12 hours regarding…
Continue ReadingI love marking the moments, the ones that count—making a note and storing them for memory. But I often miss…
Continue ReadingYour hair is in a messy bun for the sixth day in a row. You’re trudging to work sniffling because…
Continue ReadingMy middle son stayed home from school today. He said he was sick. I’m not sure that is the truth.…
Continue ReadingI’ve had a strong faith for as long as I can remember, but I always felt bad that I never…
Continue ReadingDear Target, Thank you for reuniting me with my daughter . . . my little girl. It was a normal…
Continue ReadingEarly this morning, I told (yelled is more accurate) my sons to get up with the same furious ferocity I…
Continue ReadingBlessed are you, Father, for bestowing upon me the honor of motherhood. For allowing me to experience the deep joy…
Continue ReadingWhen your son turns 50, you will remember how, when he was a baby, he would kick the arm of…
Continue ReadingDaughter of mine, I see the fire behind your eyes. Do not let it die. Daughter of mine who runs…
Continue Reading"Mompetition" is the worst. I’ve noticed a trend on the socials lately. Articles saying things like “I’m not a Pinterest…
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