No, I'm not confused about summer, winter, fall and spring. Lately I find myself running behind in the changing seasons of my life. Take the holidays, for instance. I'd been toodling along as usual, thinking I had plenty of …
Basketball, basket ball, and more basketball
Our high school son is playing in a basketball tournament this weekend. That means a game each day, Thursday, Friday and Saturday, as well as the hour each way drive to the small town where it is being held. In between times, …
Full House
As of tomorrow night, I'll have all three of my chickadees back under my roof for a few days. It will be a full house--full of people, full of food, full of conversation, full of laughter. I can't wait! Are you looking …
When the Baby is 18
I suddenly feel old. While I truly do adore parenting young adults, there's something so final about the baby turning eighteen. A door slamming shut on a season of life. A door I thought I'd never reach when I brought this …
One Thousand Gift Receipts: A Holi-devo
Did you get your copy of the devotional I wrote with my friend Leslie Wilson? Just a reminder, the devotional dates start tomorrow, Thursday, November 15, and runs through January 2. Each day provides a scripture with …
Circles
(In this post I expose my extreme geekiness over the Little House on the Prairie Books. You have been forewarned.) I came home last week, plopped into my chair and despaired that my life is a constant round of …
A Memorable Last Homecoming
It wasn't the cold front that dropped the temperatures from the 80s to the 60s in the space of an hour or two and left me shivering in my skirt and flimsy top beside my son on the field with the homecoming court. It wasn't …
Moms in Prayer
Last week kicked off another year of Moms in Prayer (formerly Moms in Touch). I've been participating in groups since my oldest went to first grade, back in the fall of 1998. Many, many weeks it was just me and one other mom …
Her First Hurricane
Four years ago, we took our daughter to college for her freshman year, a school in a little town in southeastern Louisiana, about 45 minutes from New Orleans. Eight hours by car--only she didn't have a car. The only thing …
Last First Day of School!
Going to school has been a major part of the past 18 years at our house. Our oldest started pre-school at 3, just before our youngest was born. Now our youngest, three months shy of 18, traipses off to the first day of his …