Category: The Girls

  • We Take A Break From Our Normal Programming…

    I’d love to pump you full of happy tales about how I’m feeling GREAT and everything is GREAT, but in light of the fact that it’s total bull, I’ll skip being a fake shiny, happy person. Matt’s funeral was lovely, and will be followed shortly by my Uncle’s funeral, and Grandpa has decided he’s done…

  • Never Judge A Guardian Angel By His Cover

    I had been trying to call Matt and couldn’t reach him, when this setting sun captured my attention on a hayride. I didn’t know this picture was his text message back to me. I did it. I Chaired Grandparent’s Day at school. 400 guests, 60 volunteers, countless hours of prep, a full breakfast, program, grade-level…

  • Kids Are Terrible Roommates

    I’ll admit I made a huge mistake when the girls were born by allowing myself to see them as equal partners in our family dynamic. Postpartum Depression plays with your logic, this much I learned the hard way. I assumed our kids would immediately recognize they won the lottery of parents, and we would be…

  • Pressing Into The Corners

    It has been a month since I wrote about the season of grief beginning. Amazing how the days get swallowed whole, and how easily one gets lost in the rhythm of school, homework, athletics, hurried dinners, and forgotten band instruments. I’ve been grateful for the busy, and for the distraction it brings. I’ve been so…

  • Hands Free Life Is Here!

      Tomorrow, on September 8th, Rachel Stafford’s newest book, Hands Free Life, hits the book shelves. I know many of you have been waiting for a follow up to her first New York Times Bestseller, Hands Free Mama. A few of you have written to ask about my review, because after all, I mentioned a…

  • The Little Prince(sses)

    “I did not know how to reach him, how to catch up with him…the land of tears is so mysterious.” -Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, The Little Prince It’s not like I thought I’d be cool forever.  I did, however, imagine I’d be cool in the girls’ eyes for a long, long, long time. LONG. Longer than…

  • Ana Paula Brought Dinner

    Ana Paula is my friend, which is one of the most true statements to ever pass from my lips. Ana Paula has always known exactly when I need her. She has a 6th sense for my need. This summer taught me a valuable lesson: if you can’t care for the suffering, care for their caregivers.…

  • The (Super Easy) Wallpapered Pantry

    I know, I know, you read “super easy” and jumped in, hoping I’d tell you a horror story about that time I decided to wallpaper my pantry. Surely there were locusts, unearthed ghosts, and a coup staged by the spices…but what if I told you…none of that happened? Would you believe me? I think the…

  • The Grinding Halt

    Before her final walk home, Kara Tippetts challenged me to spend my health well (and more importantly to show up) in her book The Hardest Peace. I took the call seriously, and Jesus put me right in the firing line this summer. To further live out Kara’s message, I was going to show my little…

  • The Epic National (Birthday) Treasure Hunt

    Do you like Treasure Hunts? The girls sure do! Tagging onto the girls recent addiction to the movie “National Treasure”, Greg cooked up a Birthday Treasure Hunt, leading them to a present they’d had on their wish list for months. I went into Treasure Hunt Day with very little info, other than its timing. On…