When I reminiscence on my childhood, I remember holidays with my grandparents. My grandma sitting at the table, chopping vegetables and my mom baking fresh, heaping loaves of zucchini bread.
Read MoreThe theology of a child is often much less about the words in a book and more about the lives we are building for them.
Read MoreThe other day he was building one of his new sets at my parents’ house next door when I told him it was time to come home. But at some point along the route, he lost a piece.
Read MoreIt was a bit of an experiment, but I created simple recipe cards with pictures that my 4-year-old could decipher. And it’s now something my boys and I do together every Friday afternoon.
Read MoreI’m sitting on the sofa in the living room listening to my boys upstairs. They are master players.
Read MoreWe enter in, clinging to the fringes of summer with gripped hands,
Nostalgic for the days we are still living in.
We are about to enter our third year of homeschooling, and while we have landed on some wonderful rhythms, we are still finding our footing with curriculum we love.
Read MoreSometimes I wonder if I am not fully walking out in the freedom Christ gifted me. A freedom that says, “You see this world I created? I made it for you to enjoy.”
Read MoreLike most birth stories, ours included a cast of characters, props, and twists and turns that kept us on our toes.
Read MoreBecause I have gone about organizing our yearbook differently the past couple of years, I am going to share potential spread ideas so you can build your own outline.
Read MoreThe year had been feeling like a bit of a miss in terms of hitting goals and making memories with my boys. I spent the majority of the fall curled up on the corner of the sofa, nauseous and oppressively tired.
Read MoreJumping in mud puddles, a bubble bath during the day, popsicles on the porch, a trip to the local library
Read MoreLast fall and throughout most of the winter, I felt incredibly off-kilter. I had lost a lot of the rhythms that make life not only tolerable but enjoyable. And this Spring, I am slowly bringing them back.
Read MoreYears ago, before kids, when Matt and I had all the time in the world, we began a weekly rhythm of celebrating Shabbat.
Read MoreWith our words we bear our souls, say I’m sorry, tell our kids we love them; we fill books and write songs and give speeches and make campaigns.
Read MoreWhen you find yourself in seasons that make this journey a little extra hard. When it’s clunky and imperfect and not at all like the beautifully curated photos filling your Pinterest feed.
Read MoreWe are about to finish our first year of homeschooling and I wanted to share an honest assessment for anyone who may be considering this path for their child.
Read MoreSometimes I find myself on a random Thursday dreaming of a solo trip to the Bahamas.
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