Wow. Yesterday was crazy. Not it’s-February-and-my-kids-are-swimming crazy. Crazy busy. M’s mom has been here, and he left early to take her to the airport. We were sad to see her go. The girls were dramatic. Sam cried. And Nate laughed. I got Catie on the bus while the twins whined about various parts of their...Continue Reading
Our kids went swimming this weekend. As you can see by Ellie’s face, the water was mostly cold. As you can see by Catie’s face, they did mostly for shock value. As you can see by Sam’s face, he mostly didn’t care how cold the water was or why they were in it, he just...Continue Reading
No Spring Break Road Trips planned for these kids. That’s good news and bad news. I do love all of my kiddos buckled into their seats (and the dog!) right where I can see them. We all the love the snacks…those are Mardi Gras sugar cookies, decorated by a bakery in Galveston. And we all...Continue Reading
Last night at our church hosted prom. I’ve been to some church functions in my thirty-something years. A substantial portion of my childhood calories were from pot-luck dinners. I have been to chili suppers, Easter sunrise pancake breakfasts, seder suppers, church carnivals, Lent soup suppers, Advent soup dinners, Fall Fests, Spring Flings, and Garage Sales....Continue Reading
As a tribute to the calming, mighty, constant, loud, rushing tide, I’ll recap our trip to Galveston using that theme. The highlights are high tide, and the lowlights you guessed it, low tide…. High Tide was… …the sand and sea! Nothing entertains kids like sand and water and buckets. Hours, friends, HOURS. …the food! Oh,...Continue Reading
For the holiday weekend we headed to Galveston and stayed at a beach house. I feel like I should commemorate that with a picture of the whole family on the deck. I also feel like publishing this photo of me sans shower, sans brush, and apparently sans fashion sense earns me some kind of blogger...Continue Reading
…and demands a snack… …and helps herself to handfuls of Cheerios… …which she gives to her baby brother…. …who throws them on the floor… …to the waiting dog… …who the older sister is picking up… …while hopping on one foot around the mom… …who’s trying to make dinner… …and hold the fussing baby… …who’s throwing...Continue Reading
Last night I was working on Bible study for the next day while M gave Nate a bath. It took awhile since Nate had really loved the pureed bananas…all over his face, hands, nose, and eyes. M came out to show me how happy Nate was. I snapped a picture of this happy memory. Then...Continue Reading
So, I just told M that if Nate is a completely messed-up kid at age fourteen (you know the type: youngest of four…seen, tasted, and tried it all way too early), I can’t fault him. I can’t even be mad at him. Because in these years? He’s taking one for the team by going with...Continue Reading
