September 28, 2015 Maybe it was the rain. Or the clouds. The lack of sunshine. Or the frizziness of my hair because of the rain. Yep, that’s what it was. Wild hair. Or just plain wildness. The energy of the day piled itself on top of sugar consumption…
September 26, 2015 Syrup, a Song, Spaghetti, and the Simple Things It’s a rainy day here, but with our area being in a severe drought, that’s a welcome sight. It’s a good day to remember God’s faithfulness and His provision. “The Lord reigns, let the earth be glad; let the distant shores…
September 25, 2015 I’m a big fan of marinara, red sauce, spaghetti sauce…whatever your preferred name for it is. My favorite foods are pizza, spaghetti, and lasagna. Sense a theme? And when it comes to pasta, the more sauce, the better. When bread is involved, extra sauce is a must…
September 24, 2015 “You really can make a sausage biscuit, Mommy.” Emphasis on really. I had to laugh because I had baked canned biscuits and fried sausage patties. And yet, to a hungry four year old, it was practically gourmet. Funny how sometimes it’s the simple things that can taste the best….
September 22, 2015 It’s not as though I was focusing on the fact that it was a Monday, but by lunchtime, there was no denying it. It was a Monday. Stereotypical in every sense of the word. Time to say “Goodbye” to the carefree weekend and “Hello” to the real world….
September 21, 2015 “Mommy, I dropped the syrup and now the bottle is all drippy.” Not a sentence I wanted to hear. Seriously. Because, um, “drippy” translates into puddles and lines of oozy syrup all over the place. And just when you think you’ve wiped up all of the puddles and lines,…
September 17, 2015 “I wish you could see him through my eyes,” my son’s teacher told me as she commented on some of the positive attributes she had observed in him. “He’s sweet. He’s kind.” Words to warm a mama’s heart. My heart melted a little more when I saw him…
September 16, 2015 The scene is set. The house: a wreck. Clutter is king. Sheets need to be washed, dust bunnies abound, and the vacuum longs to be removed from the closet. Even though a starting point has yet to be identified, the will within to conquer it all is strong. If only….
September 15, 2015 You know what makes this girl happy? Cooler temps. It has been a long, hot summer and I am over it. I’m over the sweat and the humidity and the frizzy hair. The boys walked out the back door this morning in their shirt sleeves and shorts…
September 14, 2015 “Aviation shrinks things,” the pilot explained as I commented on how small everything looked from up there. My oldest, Camden, and I were on a short flight in a seemingly tiny airplane in an effort to have some fun and to support a missions organization based in our local…