The Drama Queen strikes again

Our guinea pig died last night. Our precious retired neighbors took our five youngest to eat breakfast with Santa this morning, so no one noticed in the rush to get them out the door at 8 a.m. (my husband realized it after they were gone). With a day full of...
What happened to my baby?

What happened to my baby?

Lily is growing up much too quickly for my taste. Doesn’t she realize that she’s the baby and I want her to stay that way? Lately she’s been letting me know that she’s ready to be potty-trained. Shouldn’t I be the one telling her, and not...
Warning!

Warning!

This is what can happen if you leave your 6-year-old son in the hands of his sisters and a basket of bows.

Southern roots

I mentioned recently attending my friend Allison’s birth. Afterward, Allison’s father-in-law sent us a gift package from Thompson Farms. It contained the best bacon and sausage (we haven’t eaten the ham yet) I’ve ever tasted. Like a good...
Winding Down

Winding Down

I don’t often write about my design work here, but I am very excited about a blog which debuted today. For the Least of These chronicles a trip to Ecuador by members of the Proverbs 31 Ministries mission team, and the little girl, Mery, whom they sponsor there....

Stunk Stung

On a road near our house there is a large chicken coop close to the street. On a good day we pass with barely a whiff to remind us it’s there. On a bad day it’s an olfactory assault. Today was a bad day. When the stink hit us, I looked at my 16-year-old...

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