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There’s been a problem in my household that has been worsening over the last few months. I will ever so sweetly tell my kids to do something- pick up their trash, put their shoes in their room, put their markers away, and then, I just wait.  I wait and wait and wait.  I will leave

From the time my boys were old enough to ask questions, my husband’s response to difficult topics has not changed. “Boys, it’s not about what I say or think about a particular issue or what you or your friends say or think about that issue….all that matters is what the Bible says about the issue.”

The weeks leading up to our wedding were peaceful…for me.   I jokingly say that my husband was the “bridezilla” because he planned most of the wedding.  He likes the details. So, my role was to agree or disagree, and honestly, I preferred it that way. One day,  I was asked to make a decision.

We play a lot of hide and seek at my house.  My kids are 3 years apart, so it’s one game that we can all play together with no drama.  The kids really enjoy finding new, tiny places to cram themselves  in and fool the grown ups. Here’s my problem with hide and seek: Many of you who

My daughter was about to be voted in as the leadership representative from her class.  I could feel it in my bones. The campaign preparation included  an attractive poster – which included glitter, of course.  We spent hours putting it together.  And the speech was engaging, likening leadership qualities to items at a grocery store-

Welcome to another episode of “Life Mimicking My Children’s Books”! Come in, sit down and stay for a while! In this week’s episode, we will be discussing the book Pete the Cat and His Magic Sunglasses by Kimberly Dean. Here’s the book report: Pete the cat wakes up one morning and is grumpy for no reason. 

Indian chai is my drink of choice.  In fact, I just had a cup of it, and it was delightful. The blend of cardamom and ginger mixed in with tea leaves evolves into a taste and aroma that is unmatched, in my opinion. Take a sip and the calm slowly creeps into an otherwise chaotic

Chloral hydrate. Just the mention of the word makes me cringe. When my son was nine months old, his body was affected by what doctors believed to be a virus.  This virus caused him to experience a high fever, red eyes, red lips and it affected his heart. After his initial hospitalization stay, we were

If you’re a woman over the age of forty, then you know,  the struggle is real. Those annual physicals and everything else that goes with it.  Well, it was that time of year again and there I was, standing by the door in the corner of the room as the technician adjusted the large X-Ray

“Mommy, have you ever lied?”   I cringed.  I tried to avoid answering, but not giving my son an honest answer would make me a hypocrite.    “Yes, I have…”  How difficult to admit wrongdoing to our very own children!  But, how teachable those moments can be. One of my earliest memories of receiving a