Normally my hubby isnt remotely interested in ‘girly’ things.  He’s happy out in his shop or garden, building and improving, leaving dolls and clothes to the girls.  But when it comes to a little girl’s birthday and a trip to the store for a new stuffed friend, John can become surprisingly interested in stuffed...
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…but nothing that exactly fits on the blog at this moment.   So I’ll share some pictures of my sweet girl on her 8th birthday.
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Here are links to a couple of interviews I did recently in case you are interested. COMMITMENTNOW.COM:  Think it Impossible to Keep Kids Happy? CROSSWALK.COM  Large Families: Blessing or Burden? Also –on Thursday, Living Inspired is running an interview I did with Mary Byers.
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Here are a few pictures of my sweet daughter’s 8th birthday party.  We invited ladies and girls to a tea party, which turned out to be a lot of fun.  The menu included these yummy sandwiches, bagels with cream cheese, strawberries, pineapple, veggies and dip, jello, cupcakes, and brownies.  I brought in a picnic...
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We all have them. Days where the rain won’t stop and the kids have ‘tudes and the car breaks down and the house is a wreck, and your mood is as low as a turtle’s belly. You want to resign, or at least escape for a day. But of course that would involve finding...
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Whether they’re burying each other in the sand or using oodles of paint to decorate a cardboard barn that they built themselves, our little girls know how to find fun.  And they usually find the best fun when they’re playing together. I love that they get along so well!  (Click on the pictures to...
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What a fun weekend we had celebrating Jared’s graduation! The homeschool ceremony on Saturday was lovely. This year there were 54 kids involved. There were the usual caps and gowns, the usual crowd of proud families and yelling friends, with the occasional air horn tossed in for maximal impact on ear-drums. The diploma presentation...
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I look out the kitchen window at the clothes whipping on the line: sheets, towels, and three little gauzy dresses.  Dresses that the owners wore for only moments before tossing them into the laundry, still clean.  To the little girls who twirled in them, it seems easier to toss them into the laundry than...
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It was 1993.  She was three years old, blonde-haired, brown-eyed.  Typically she went about her days with a cheerful, thoughtful energy.   But now she was sick, limp, pale-faced.  Everyone in the family had recovered from the flu except her.  We took her to the ER on Saturday afternoon, fear winning over my usual faith...
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