Two boxes

arrived today.  My children asked if they were both for me.  I said no, one is for daddy and one is for me.  Then one child excitedly asked if my box was books — I don’t even remember which child.  Then FM#1 asked if my Beloved’s box was rocket stuff.  Ding, ding, ding.  I guess [...]

It’s always something

Warning:  This post is revolves around potty training and, as a result, is a bit graphic in nature, although I tried my best to tone it down.
FM#3 is potty trained.  This is big news because I truly thought he would be the child the pediatricians say doesn’t exist.  The one going off to college in a [...]

Today I am thankful for . . .

A little boy who can’t be rushed to the car after Bible study but who insists on stopping to pick a flower off a weed to give to his mother.
May he teach me to slow down and enjoy life more.