God is funny.  He really is, if we are created in His image and we laugh, then don't you think he laughs too?  In a world that seems to ...

I got caught today not wearing my black dress!  It's the first time I haven't been in it. It was in the dryer and the baby was aslee...

My in laws were chatting with the kids about their Christmas lists.  It's still pretty early in the season for everyone to have figured ...

Today I am wearing my pajama dress.  I call it that because I could be wearing my pajamas underneath and it would still look classy.  I plan...

So if you read the past ten posts ten times, that would equal 100.  Can I admit that God gave us exactly what we could handle, and it didn...

Christmas list time is upon us.  I hate them.  I hate the list making and the gimmies that arrive with the Target catalog.  I hate that I do...

I am a failure as a blogger. Two months ago I felt guilty about not finding time to write.  Slowly, with the madness of life, that guilt s...

There is a fine line between giving too much of yourself and refusing to help others for selfish reasons.  I tend to burn out because I give...

I am typing while holding an infant who woke up from his nap too soon.  He must have heard me power on the laptop and pour my cup of coffee....

Tale from the trenches... I'm not even joking.  My parents were alone with Sally in the car on the interstate.  As they zipped along...

My husband and eldest have now shared their unbelief with me.  They don't think I can write anything for 100 days.  I had to pause and t...

One year ago today I pretended to be a doula.  I am not a doula, and after that experience I don't believe I will ever become one.  Or p...

I drank a soda last night at dinner.  It was a long day and ended with a long homeschool co-op meeting.  Many well meaning parents making ma...

It seems fitting that my first day of blogging would begin on the first day of school. And that my husband would come screaming down the h...

My brilliant, amazing, super-writer friend just published a book.  She declares she isn't a super hero, but she's lying.  Only supe...

Many hands make light work. My grandma said this to me.   Probably, she said it to a group of her grandchildren about snappin...

I get carried away when I talk about adoption and orphans.  The rushing river of emotion floods over my lips.  Often, I am met with blank st...

Everett and Elijah have been swimming for several summers.  They detest jumping into a cold pool at 6:30 every morning, but the friendships ...