To say that I’m not the tidiest person is a laughable understatement. I’ve actually gotten cleaner and more organized since children, perhaps an evolution of survival. But I’m still queen of “cleaning” the kitchen in such a way that it appears much cleaner than it …
Just to start off this post on a completely honest note, I am not offering you help with your homeschooling. No, Sir. This is a post where you give your homeschooling help to me. Sounds selfish, right? But it is not. Because you are really …
There’s a song we’ve been singing a lot at my church called “No Longer Slaves” by Bethel Music. Its a song about our identity, really- that because of who we are (Children of God), we are no longer slaves to fear. That is such an …
Frequently I get this vague sense that I am not qualified for the parent job. Its like I submitted my resume to be a parent, citing previous people I’ve babysat for as references, and my application for the job was accepted. Three times. Except when …
My house is getting cleaner. It looks less full. There is a couch on my front porch waiting to be discarded because I stopped sentimentally holding onto that one piece of ragged furniture that I didn’t want to give up because I reupholstered it myself. …
(Ok, ignore my cheesy post title. My house is a little too hot and I haven’t had my second cup of coffee.) I do not clean well or often. I probably should at least care a little more about cleaning, but there is little reward …
There will be days when you don’t want to get out of bed because you are too afraid of what you have to do. And maybe you only have to get up and feed your kids and get them dressed, but even that feels like …
Hello there- it seems it has been quite some time since I’ve posted. Truth be told I am writing quite a bit, but working on a book which seems to have taken priority over blogging lately. But this month is MAY which is Foster Care …
Welcome to my last week: I dyed my hair red. Maybe it goes with my theme to be fearless for the year. Maybe it is a sign of mommy insanity. Either way, I love it…even if I occasionally feel like the red elephant in the …
I love starbucks coffee. I used to smell coffee as a kid and wished that it tasted as wonderful as it smelled. Well, starbucks makes it taste as wonderful as it smells. Or maybe its an acquired taste- or maybe it is a survival mechanism. …