Poprocks for the woman’s soul

I’ve never really been big on chicken soup. I’m a candy girl at heart; the sweeter the better. Nerds, pop rocks, laffy taffy and cotton candy are at the top of my list. This is where I find comfort – just ask my dentist. I was thinking about that during an incredible...
A “tall mom” falls down

A “tall mom” falls down

This is the tweet that our church’s youth pastor sent after our family concluded its first photo shoot in a decade: Yes, folks, this beautiful picture, which was taken outside our church came at the cost of my chin, my pride, and as it turned out, a dangerous...
A “tall mom” falls down

In no particular order

I’m thankful for: Monkey hugs. Freshly cleaned carpets. Mmmm smells as good as it looks. Good-bye little boy footprints, hello steam-cleaned. New pajamas. Four free days to fill as we choose. Christmas trees and the decorations we’ve collected from around...
A “tall mom” falls down

Every night, it’s the same

__________________________________________________________________ Shared with the Chatting at the Sky community as they pause on Tuesdays to unwrap the “extra” in the ordinary.

A mid-November love letter to my kids

I love you boys. I love your bellybutton reminders that you were homegrown inside of me. That we know each other inside out. Literally. I love what a delicious mix you both are of me and your dad. But in such different ways. There goes Pete’s lips and my blue...