Last week we were grateful to have been able to make a quick trek to South Dakota with grandma and grandpa, and cousins. Having never been to South Dakota, all I was expecting was flatland, and corn fields. I was excited to get away for a couple of days, but not so thrilled about the
She sat on the edge of the bed, her arms crossed and her eyes narrowed. Her cute little pixie face was telling one story. One of Anger. Or was it? I’ve learned that often when I am looking at my angry children’s faces, their anger is often masking another kind of emotion… Sadness. Hurt. Disappointment.
Last Thursday night was a hard night for our little Bella Bunhead. It was her last class at the studio she has been dancing at for the past two years, before recital week. Her desire to dance has far exceeded what we can financially sustain for her at this particular studio, so we all made
Every time I hear an adoption story I get goosebumps. My heart can not help but wander to THE day when Michael and I will get to walk into hospital doors and meet our little lamb face to face. That day seems so close that I can almost feel it. And yet that day
The last few days I have grown increasingly leery of opening up my email. Because there I know are waiting dozens of heart breaking stories from sexual abuse victims. Stories that are saturated with broken trust from the people that should have been their protectors. Stories of innocence being completely ripped away. Stories of families
Before the Duggar scandal becomes last week’s news, I have a question for you all… And no, it has nothing to do with if I think Josh is still responsible for his actions as a teen? Or if I think the way his parents handled the situation was right? Or if Anna should pack her
Summer’s in Minnesota mean lots of cookouts and dinners at the lake. Our family tries to spend as much time as we can outside, which means that I am always looking for fun and EASY snacks to bring with us so feed my ever hungry family. The yummier, and quicker is superior in our opinion.
I am not sure if other homes are like ours, but in this home, our bedroom , as in Michael and mine’s bedroom, ends up being the meeting place for everyone. After school the kids love to drop their stuff off at the door, and read books or play on the iPad on our bed.
If a new mommy asked me for one piece of parenting advice it would simply be this: Don’t listen to others. They don’t know what the @#$% they are talking about… Only trust your gut, use your own intuition as a guide, and use parenting books as a helpmate but NOT a lead. I promise
2am… I hear her soft shuffles on the hardwood floor, and then ever so quietly she lifts the covers off the bed, and climbs in next to me. She shifts her tiny frame towards mine, and molds her arms and legs around me. Tucking her head under my chin, she exhales a comforted sigh,