He’s two years old, and it feels trite and hollow to say that he’s “all boy” but he just is. He loves nothing more than tractors and his cowboy boots,
He’s two years old, and it feels trite and hollow to say that he’s “all boy” but he just is. He loves nothing more than tractors and his cowboy boots,
I bought a new chair last week. I’ve long hated my old one and I’ve long wanted a reading nook in the corner of my living room. I’ve not added
Yesterday we took our aluminum-sided fishing boat to a local reservoir for our first outing of the newly-arrived summer season. We had a brief scare that the boat might not
This year’s Easter was magical. Let me begin, as I often do, by telling you about the food: smoked carnitas tacos with all the fixings (including homemade beans and rice,
I usually write what I need to hear. I write about gratitude because I am so often whiny, redemption because I need it, creativity because I feel stuck, family because
We got a new president in 2016, kids, just as we had for 44 election cycles before. It’s a pretty neat thing, actually, and it happens every 4 or 8
Yesterday morning, Adelay and I went to Costco. This is a regular occurrence for us, and Addy knows the drill: eat graham crackers, smile at passers-by, kick feet out of
Saturday was my 32nd birthday, and my sweet husband showed his absolute devotion and studliness by taking me to a three-hour opera to celebrate. I love Handel’s Messiah, but have
I told you yesterday about why hospitality matters so deeply to me. Today, I’m going to tell you some stories about church and hospitality, so gird your loins. After we
I often hear from other adoptive families that the people in their life don’t “get it” – “it” being the unique struggles and emotions of adoption. I know how it