How do you talk to a 4-year-old about Easter

How do you talk to a 4-year-old about Easter

I am not good at crafts. I am not the mom who will beautifully dye and decorate eggs or create an Easter tree. I admire Spring wreaths from afar and instead let my boys wallow in the Spring mud up close. I feel hopelessly inadequate in the face of all the remarkable...

Some days I feel covered in ick

Don’t worry, this post isn’t about potty training. Or about gastro intestinal bugs. You don’t have to be a mom to relate to this post. Because some days, I think, we all feel covered in ick. There’s the slimy goopy ick of worry that I feel my feet squishing around in....

And then the babysitter said

(As transcribed from the text messages I received last week while traveling for work.) And then the babysitter said, “I KNEW they were being too quiet while I was putting away dishes. Jack let Micah into the bathroom and they’d turned the tub into a...

An unexpected serenade

In the car on a crowded highway in the dark a small voice sings off key. It’s the song I have sung to him almost every day of his four and a half years. The song I have sung till I am tired of the melody and the words have lost all meaning. The song that evokes 3am...
How do you talk to a 4-year-old about Easter

It takes guts to be a mom

Motherhood terrifies me. Especially when I am standing at the daycare door. I don’t know how Hannah did it. Her courage makes my stomach want to drop out the bottom. I am sharing about Hannah, this fear, and it’s antidote on my friend Jessica’s site today....