“Look carefully then how you walk, not as unwise but as wise, making the best use of the time, because the days are evil. Therefore don’t be foolish, but understand what the will of the Lord is.” Ephesians 5:15,16 “Teach us to number our days, that we may gain a heart of wisdom.” Psalm 90:12… Continue reading Beginning of the Second Half
No One Else Named Mom By Kari Lewis She looked directly at me, talking intently. I felt increasingly uncomfortable and distracted. The baby in her arms was fussing loudly and batting at her face. She deftly darted her head around to miss the most direct slaps from his tiny hand and talked on. Her 3-year-old was… Continue reading No One Else Named Mom
I have alot of letting go to do still, b/c I cannot imagine breathing normally if my kids ever want to own or ride a dangerous motorcycle. I have too much of my Grandmother Paula in me. But like her, I’m sure there is nothing I will be able to do to stop the inevitable.… Continue reading The ONLY motorcycle my boys are allowed to ride….EVER
My poor 3 year old. When he was only a newborn his great-grandmaw told him that his head was bigger than his mama’s. It continues to be disproportionatly larger than the rest of his slim line body. His head is like a baby squeezing through a birth canal when it pushes through shirt necks. And… Continue reading A Large Mellon, What’s It Good For?
Braeden came home, layed on the floor & has been OUT for a few hours now. I wasn’t the only one who was exhausted by the days festivities. ; )
We have been sorta (lazily) working with Braeden on learning how to wipe his own bobo, but he still insists we do it. He had done his business & started yelling for us to come wipe his bobo. Joshua yelled back, “wipe your own bobo” to which Braeden replied, “no, I told you I don’t… Continue reading Wiping self = important life skill