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People are always saying how it amazes them how I think, wish, pray for something and then it appears. To me this is a normal way of living so it confuses me when they say such things. I wonder, though, […]

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Yesterday I shared the story “Tithing Upside Down.” I was inspired to give $250 (that would be the 10% tithe) and that evening I received $2000 and an iPad. 🙂 That was just one of many wild-and-crazy little miracles we […]

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Starting at their births, my husband sang to our children every.single.night. He had a special song for each child…. For Josiah: “Baby, baby, baby child…baby child my own…close those big, blue eyes of yours and sleep for just awhile.” For […]

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The child has been running. The child’s face is red and blotchy. The child is gulping for air. The child huffs out the words I’ve heard so many times in the past five years, “Mom! We saw a snake!!” I […]

It may seem like it’s not the time of year to think about Christmas, but if you are a parent to small children, this may be the perfect time to give it a bit of consideration. When my children were […]

Tonight when my husband and I were watching the kids racing their bicycles, we commented yet again on how quickly they are growing. I know that’s a cliche. As soon as an infant pops from the oven, random strangers yell […]

Today we spent the day at a very cool aquarium gazing at bubble-like jelly fish, a crazily-playful otter, and ferociously-feeding sharks.  My 12-year-old boy–taller than I–wrapped his arms around me in this public place and said, “Thanks, mom. Thanks for […]

Have you ever looked in to your child’s room and wanted to just….SCREAM!?  Yeah, me, too. 🙂 It doesn’t take much–just a birthday, or a Christmas, or a day at the fair–to make a child’s room look like it is […]

A friend wrote this to me: My children want a pet. They are not old enough to care for one ther own. I do not wish to have the added responsibility of a pet. What would be a good compromise […]

My friend told me this story: she was having lunch with her mom and the mother said, “I’m sorry I did wrong by you. I didn’t spend enough time with you when you were little because I was too busy fulfilling my own goals.”  […]