While you were sleeping
A has always been an early riser. I can count on one hand the number of times in the last year he has slept past 6:30. If he sleeps past 7, I’m checking for a pulse. Lately he’s been getting …
A has always been an early riser. I can count on one hand the number of times in the last year he has slept past 6:30. If he sleeps past 7, I’m checking for a pulse. Lately he’s been getting …
I tend to do most of the home repair and improvements around here. Mainly ’cause I’m the one with the most time, but also because I like to do it. I’m wicked with a power drill, I have a Philips …
Thirteen Reasons why it’s Never a Dull Moment around here… 1. A woke me up this morning to tell me his favorite cereal spoon was broken. HUH? Turns out he put a metal and plastic spoon into the microwave for …
Three men were sitting together, bragging about how they had been giving their new wives duties. The first man had married a woman from Indiana, and bragged that he had told his wife she was going to do all the …
It’s the little things in life that make it worth living sometimes. 1) Girl Scout Cookies. Really, how else can we buy cookies and feel good about the purchase? And there’s nothing like frozen Samoas after they’ve been thawed. Mmmm…chewy…. …
Every year our church hosts Gospel Fest. We have a well-known Gospel historian/musician come in and run a clinic, with a concert the next day. On Sunday morning we have a Gospel music service. It’s a hoot. This is a …
I believe the most important thing you can teach a child is compassion. I think most things come back to having compassion for your fellow man. So we’ve really worked to teach and model empathy and compassion to A. I …
Thirteen Things I just can’t believe 1. J does not have pink eye. Apparently it is some sort of eye goop disgusting thing that he’s enjoying smearing on my sweater. Eye drops help. So does Benedryl. 2. Both boys have …
Things that should be pink:flowerssunrises/sunsetsa good steak Things that should NOT be pink:men’s dress shirtsthe center of my chicken dinnereyes Please, oh please, let it just be a cold messing with J’s eyes.