Hey Mom, I’ll be 30 next summer. Can you believe that? I remember you when you were younger than I am now. If I could live this life a thousand times over with you, I would. I remember when you dropped me off on my first day of kindergarten. You were worried I’d be upset,… Continue reading Do You Remember, Mom?
Those are your ages right now. You'll never be as little as you are now, and no matter how I wish it was so - I can't go back to relive our moments and memories and time together. And that's why I take pictures and write about you. So that I can go back and… Continue reading Seven, Five, and Three
Raising my babes to be decent is definitely on the priority list! I love teaching them, but I don't want them to feel like they're being lectured to. So most of the time, I just make little games of lessons so it's fun, and it becomes our thing we do together. For example, I'll teach… Continue reading Teaching Them Scripture
Any number of my kids usually find their way into my bed somewhere between four and six before I wake up. This morning it was the boys, debating who was stronger and following up with wrestle mania death match supreme. I never had brothers, but so far I've found that everything they say about boys… Continue reading Mornings at Home
Her name is Vivian, she's four years old, ash blonde hair, she's wearing a navy one piece with a white ruffled skirt and small pink flowers. As terrible as the timing is, we really needed this getaway. Self-contracting our new home has left me feeling weary on the good days, and downright hypocritical on the… Continue reading Small Pink Flowers