Is there anything more precious than listening to your children sleep? Even breaths, quiet snores, long moans. They are growing up on me, and I'm wishing I could slam on the brakes. Yesterday, I had to sit out in the waiting room while my 12 year old got a root canal. When she texted to… Continue reading Autumn Update
Tag: parenting
Don’t Faint, Pray
I didn’t want to get out of bed this morning. After pulling on my jeans, teeshirt and houseshoes, I poured a cup of coffee, wrapped up in a blanket on the couch and wished I could just read all day. “I don’t want to adult today,” I told the cat. He just crawled up onto… Continue reading Don’t Faint, Pray
A Little Bit Stir-crazy
Hungry mamas are dangerous creatures when they see posts on FB about cakes. Dear weather system bringing all this heat to WV, iff I had wanted Florida weather, I would have went to live there. I did laundry and dishes and set my 12 and 14 year old to sweeping and cleaning the bathroom. Goes… Continue reading A Little Bit Stir-crazy
Come Away, My Love
There is something special about sharing a hobbie with your child. Earlier this week my daughter picked up a pair of knitting needles, raided my yarn stash, pulled up a video on Youtube and taught herself to knit. A little while ago we searched through a box of knitting supplies that was given to me… Continue reading Come Away, My Love
A New Year’s Message
It’s New Year’s Eve, and I’m not out partying with friends. I’m not even going to church to join with other believers to pray the old year out and the new year in. Instead, I’m safe at home with my family. I’m about to watch some TV with my husband and eat homemade chicken noodle… Continue reading A New Year’s Message
Mondays, Math, and Murmurings
On my first day of 7th grade, our science teacher asked us to fill out forms about ourselves. The questions were things like, what is your address, what are your hobbies, and what are your petpeeves. My friends and I had no idea what a petpeeve was and had to ask. I don’t remember my… Continue reading Mondays, Math, and Murmurings
Secret Santa, Dill Pickle Soup, Cats, Teenagers, Bible and Writing
Now, wasn't that title original? I choose not to get involved in the secret Santa scam on Facebook. I choose not to taste dill pickle soup. Choose this day whom you will serve, either the gods your father’s served on the other side of the flood or the God who brought you out of… Continue reading Secret Santa, Dill Pickle Soup, Cats, Teenagers, Bible and Writing
