I won’t find out who my daughter’s teacher is for another day or so. Since we’ve moved to a new school district, learning the name of her third-grade teacher won’t really tell me anything. I don’t know anything about any of the teachers at her new school. It’s just about… Read More →

  Maybe you are like me and you have prayed long and hard that your girls will LOVE reading. Perhaps you have spent hours pouring over books with them. You read board books until they were memorized. And finally one day you saw it. She carried a book with her… Read More →

  Most of us spend lots of time taking care of our girls. We do our best to meet their physical, spiritual and emotional needs in the way parents should. But, if we are being honest, this can often override meeting some of our own basic needs needs. And thus, the… Read More →

Tackling the grocery store with small children in tow can be a challenge. With so many choices, bright colors, and unhealthy temptations, kids can quickly fall into the “I want it all” mentality. I remember the days of “Can we buy this, Mommy?” very well. Some days I’d absolutely dread… Read More →

I don’t remember one specific conversation with my mom about priorities, but I know that she explained to me many times that she loved God most of all, then my dad, then my brother and me. Sometimes that bothered me, knowing I was — at best — number three on… Read More →

Dating. My girls are six and three. Dating feels about as close as, I don’t know, a free trip to Italy. I know, I know – it goes so fast. I honest to goodness believe all of you more seasoned mama’s when you tell me, but at the moment I… Read More →

I’ve been there. Have you? I’ve had those days when I was barely holding on. When the rope seemed to be slipping right between my fingers. When I thought I couldn’t handle being a mom one more day. Oh sure, not all days are that difficult, but what about the… Read More →

Earlier this week I saw post after post about International Women’s Day, which is apparently March 8th. As a mom to three daughters, I enjoy the chance to stop and think about my own womanhood. To celebrate it, and to thank God for creating us to be who we are…. Read More →

Since the time my oldest daughter was two and a half years old, she’s gone to daycare, preschool or both. And she’s loved it. She’s also loved her class at church, various playdates and basically any opportunity to play with other kids. HOWEVER. Since the time she was two and… Read More →

She knew which group she was in at an early age. She was one of the good kids. Every one told her so. Her position was high ranking. She fulfilled the role in good standing and who wouldn’t want to maintain that? So her deeds, her testing, her trying, her… Read More →