I love my husband. He works hard. Very hard. He has a vision for what he wants for our family, long term, that I’m grateful for. I’m so thankful. But it’s a tough gig being a climber. It’s a tough gig being the wife of a climber. It’s a tough gig being the kids of a climber.
One of the challenges is the frequent moving that comes with each rung grasped. When the kids were small it didn’t phase them. But now that the kids are entering in the teen waters, it gets harder. Continue reading
Christmas Countdown. Saw this today… and everyday the past 11 days. I think this is the retailer’s version of robbing me at gunpoint. They just substitute things to make me enjoy it. Instead of a gun, a chubby Santa. Instead of bullets, emotions. And I smile while handing it over. Clever retailer, clever…
Our children have much power in holding our hearts. We give it to them freely piece by piece as they grow up. They smile, we give pieces of our heart. They laugh, we give pieces of our heart. They say their first word, take their first step, present us with handmade art… Piece by piece, bit by bit, we give it and so it goes…
I never realized the weight of such giving. Until I found myself toe to toe, nose to nose, with a younger version of meContinue reading
I took my son out on a mom/son date night. We went out to eat, walked around some shops, grabbed some coffee, and then went for a drive. We talked for hours about all sorts of things. The conversation shifted toward the end of the night towards Church, when my 12 year old son shared his own insight on it… The conversation went like this… Continue reading
“Would you rather have armpit hair so long it reached to your toes… but you could braid it and you always smelled good… or normal length armpit hair but you always have terrible body odor? “… and so begins our Mommy/Kids date night!
I am always looking for ways to create fun memories with my kids… ones that they will think about long after I’m goneContinue reading
Born September 21st, 1983 – Died October 16th 1983
With each step new dates came into sight, and a new story was told by pictures, objects, letters, left on the cemetary plot. I couldn’t help but wonder what the real story of each life was… Seemed strange that even though everyone of these people lived very different lives, probably very different lifestyles, came from very different economical backgrounds, and families… they all nowContinue reading
Years before our kids were even old enough for pre-k I can remember pouring over countless books, curriculum catalogs, and homeschool forums. I studied learning styles, teaching methods, curriculum approaches, and multiple intelligences. I spent hoards of time listening to lectures, webinars, programs, guessing what my childrens learning styles would be. Then I’d spend months more researching curriculum for what would *best* suit them. I interviewed other homeschool moms, asked lots of questions, and came up with a fool proof plan of attack. Or so I thought…
By the time our oldest was 4, I had his educational path well planned out. I knew what curriculum would be best for him, how to teach him, and how to troubleshoot every possible obstacle from pre-K to college. I was prepared. Sure I was a bit nervous, but how hard can pre-K be? Right?! Wrong…Continue reading
After our homeschool day was done, we all decided to jump in the pool. We were all in there laughing, playing, and just talking up a storm. I was just enjoying being with my children, and realizing how cool they really are.
I was holding my youngest daughter and just skimming her feet along the surface of the water. Back and forth, back and forth. She lovedContinue reading