Wednesday Nights

So. We are “back in church”. Not that we were missing all this time. No, we have gone. We have always gone. Somewhere. Sometimes for a couple years. Sometimes for a few months. Sometimes sporadically. But since about 2007 we have just been a little bit lost. We were there but we weren’t “in”. Greg…

It’s been six years this week.

On September 22, 2007, Jeff* left. We were given two hours to bring him to DCS a few days earlier than the two weeks we were supposed to have. I took him to moms. To say bye. Greg left work and headed our way. I rushed to our house to pack his clothes and gather…

Bullies Suck

I had a bully. For almost two years. We didn’t call it that, then, in high school. Or I didn’t. “Bullies” were the big scary kid on the playground that pushed kids down- right? Maybe. But there can be more to it than that. Especially with girls. I tell you what, bullies sucks. She was…

Four years old

(this second set of pictures is both Lily and I…pic 1 is her- at 3, pic 2 is me at about 5, pic 3 is me at 3 and pic 4 is Lily at 3.)   Lillian is four. Four years ago I held a tiny, wiggling and SCREAMING baby in my arms. She was…

Let there be light

In our cute downtown there is a lighting ceremony for the large tree on church circle. We walked to the little festival (free cookies, cider, hot chocolate, horse and carriage rides, talks with Santa, gingerbread house contest) and the kids were amazed when they passed out candles. Sweet night.

All Hallow’s Eve PARTY

I’m sorry I’ve been absent here so much. I’ve been writing a book. There, I said it.  I’ve also been planning and having a big Halloween party, driving everyone around everywhere like I do and deciding major life decisions for my children while being a wife and Christmas tree lover. I DO have a Halloween…

Remember that time Lily broke her little leg?

Poor baby Lily. She ended up having to get a cast after all….but how darn cute was she? It was unbearable. IF you have to get a cast and a broken leg when you are three then you need a tiny pink cast covered in art and a little bitty wheelchair. It’s the only way…

Alive

There is a part of me I let die. Truly I had to, for she warred too strongly with who I needed to be on a daily, minute to minute basis. And yet I’m tired of fighting her. I feel her coming back and I welcome her. My life is always busy and always exciting,…

A Tribute to My Grandfather Clock

This post is a tribute to my Grandfather who we called “Clock.” He died March 15, 2012. Almost an entire month leading up to March 15, I had been working on a new table project. (Trust me, this is all going to go together). I was given a small, four person table when I was…

Challenge Accepted. Again.

Two Posts, 10 months apart.  Who says you can’t just try over and over and over again? January 18, 2011-November 4, 2011:   A Different Mom for Every Kid: January 18, 2011. I sit now, watching my three youngest and thinking about my parenting strategies and how they must change and bend to accommodate those in…