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Bubble Wrapping My Kids

My newest mom-title is Shield.  I remember as a child hearing my parents whisper things, knowing there were always discussions that did...

Butting In and Cookie Exchanges

Right now, my husband is on his way to a cookie exchange.  He took our four year old daughter with him.  As I am not feeling well and our...

Adjustments At Bedtime

After three years of sleeping in the same room, tonight my children will sleep apart for the first time.  For a while now they’ve each...

Santa, Baby Jesus and Rolling Eyes

From the back seat, “Is Jesus more important at Christmas?”  Oh, my, teach me patience during the holidays.  There are still twenty eight...

Enough Is Enough

I heard a quote which was attributed to Joseph Heller, author of Catch 22, “I’ve got something he can never have…the knowledge that I’ve...

A Phone-a-Phobe And Her Child

Around our house the phone is for quick texts sent to remind that bread and peanut butter are low, that work is running late, that the...

His Time Is Perfect

He appointed the moon for seasons: the sun knoweth his going down. (Psalms 104:19 KJV) I’m raking up the fallen leaves one last time....

Titles Change Us

housewife – This word has always made me laugh.  It is imbued with stereotypes and bourgeois notions.  It reminds me of the 50’s adverts...

Bestowing Choice

Let me take a moment to dust off my soapbox, pull out my handkerchief, wipe the smudges from the last time I stepped on it.  I will...

Goats Don’t Give Directions

Recently we went on vacation to the Dominican Republic.  It was me, my husband, our two children, and my parents.  None of us had been...

I Didn’t Have To Buy It!

Yesterday while shopping, my daughter saw an awful princess chair.  It was plastic and gaudy and ugly.  To her it was a dream.  She had...

Little Wooden Objects and The Source Of Love

My Mother tells a story of when she and my Dad were first married.  While looking for a job, he was browsing through the want ads and...

Caterpillars, Butterflies, Little Sisters

My sister is having a baby in a couple weeks.  She’s my little sister.  I remember her sitting in the dirt making bottle cap mud pies....

Hurdle Racing For Beginners

Life isn’t a miracle; it is the starting line to a hurdle race.  You look in front of you and if you are fortunate you are prepared for...

Boys and Girls Really Are Different You Know

But try putting six girls and one boy into a house together and ignoring gender.  All of a sudden doors are closed so princess dresses...

Why Facebook Irritates Me, Everybody?

So, I was reading through the day’s news feed on Facebook and came to a particular person’s comment.  I read it a couple times and felt...

A Life Told In Miles

We bought our 1996 Jeep Cherokee from my parents soon after college graduation.  It was more a favor on my parents part than because they...

Throwing a Fabulous Party, Being Family

Last weekend my cousin and I threw a baby shower for my sister.  This is not new to us.  We throw parties together on what now seems like...

Small Visitors of the Creepy Crawly Kind

And then today, as I stood blow drying my hair, innocently unaware that my daughter had popped into my bathroom, I felt a tap on my leg....

Oh, For Longing.

There is longing in each of us.  It takes many forms.  Gets us moving forward or standing still, frozen by its hopelessness.  Longing can...

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