Maybe, just maybe, telling the story is just as important as the story itself
A few Saturday mornings ago, I told my husband that I needed to go to the mall to return a few things I had bought the kids online because they didn’t fit. Later while I was trying to get the 2-year-old down for a nap, and Mike was getting ready to leave for work, he […]
For Cecilia’s first Christmas, I bought her a wooden, ring stacker. All of the rings are different colors, and there is a red ball that sits at the top. It reminds me of a Rudolph nose because it has a hole in it where it connects with the wooden base. What I mean is – there […]
As a mom who also works full time, I tend to be stingy with every hour I spend with Elliot. I dread the rare evening meeting for work, and I often feel guilty when I leave Elliot in the church nursery on Sunday mornings. I already work eight hours a day – eight hours he […]
While trying to eat French fries, a rare treat at home, Elliot noticed how hot they were. He picked up one of the fries, held it close to his mouth and blew a puff of air. “I blow it up!” he said proudly. — Recently, during a visit to Elliot’s Pap’s house, Elliot noticed a […]