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7 Reasons We “Only” Have Two Kids

(Pictured: Michael and Brielle, ages two and four. Michael had a microscopic boo boo and was getting sissy’s sympathy.) There’s something so beautiful and personal about a family dynamic, whether it be big or small. Here are some reasons, (7 to be exact) we are a family of “only” two kids. 1) Two is a lot. Sure, three is more than two, and four is more than three, and five is more than four. But two is still a lot. One is...

All Other Ground Is Sinking Sand

Watching Brielle deal with her Great Grandmommy’s death has been fascinating and painful. I’ll be be buckling her in her carseat and she’ll say, “Mommy when is Great-Grandmommy coming back from heaven?” And I gather my resolve to answer yet another question. Because this one holds weight and consequence, un-like the previous five-hundred questions that morning. Well, except for this one: “Is God shy?” No sweetie, He’s all powerful and mighty! “Well is He invisible then?” No sweetie, (well, sort of?) “Well, why isn’t He...

Plans Are Funny That Way – Homeschool?

I’ve been thinking a lot about school lately. Brielle and all her little friends are slated to start kindergarten this Fall… I told Brenden last night out of the blue: “I think I might want to try homeschooling.” He looked at me and blinked and said, “But you said, there is no way in hell I am ever homeschooling. Not once, but many many times.” He’s right. We decided two years ago to send our then 2-year-old to public school when she...

What Fills Up Their Cup – Time Is Love

Ah what a week! Spurred on by the imagination and ingenuity (and straight crazy) of these little minds around me. I feel like this is a stage of life where there is so much to contemplate and express and it’s also the stage where there is absolutely no time to do so. All I want to do is write (all caps: w.r.i.t.e.) about it all day long. But I don’t get the chance. But here I finally sit. Scanning my mind and thoughts for the...

2017! Let’s DO THIS. (Odd number and all.)

Happy New Year! Wow… In three years it will be “2020”. I will be in even-number-heaven. This year, however… 17??? Eeeew. I’ll get over it. Because this is going to be an incredible year. It will be a year of “Stripping Away.” I was going to say “balance” but what does balance really mean anymore? It’s such a beat-up word. I think my scales are “balancing” a lot of the wrong things anyway… Half the things on my scales shouldn’t...