Month: September 2011

“Without leaps of imagination, or dreaming, we lose the excitement of possibilities. Dreaming, after all, is a form of planning.” - Gloria Steinem "Mommy, when I grow up, I'm going to have a store of my own and sell only chocolate milk to drink," proclaimed Hannah one day as we were driving in the car… Continue reading Chocolate Milk Daydreams

Ephraim is so close to walking.  He has taken three steps (accidentally) but is afraid to stand on his own for more than a few seconds.  And he has to be able to reach out and grab me in case he falls.  I know that he will be walking before I know it!  I've tried… Continue reading When I Was a Child

I am a pretty organized person.  I really am.  I usually fix breakfast the night before to put in the oven first thing in the morning.  The kids' clothes are laid out for them, so there won't be any delays in getting dressed the next day.  And I always have the diaper bag ready to… Continue reading How Do I Look?

My friend posted a question on Facebook yesterday about a cartoon that she was watching with her son.  It was not something she normally watched, but one particular scene bothered her.  She wondered if she was being overly sensitive to what was meant to be a simple child's cartoon or if there was more to… Continue reading O Be Careful Little Ears (and Eyes)

The sun has barely risen for the day when I can hear a stirring in my son's room and then a steady stream of "Mama, mama, mama, mama, mama."  The word I have longed to hear from him now trips off of his tongue as his first sounds in the morning, his cry for food… Continue reading Abba Father

Jesus Loves Me (words by Anna Bartlett Warner, music by William Batchelder Bradbury) Jesus loves me!  This I know For the Bible tells me so. Little ones to Him belong; They are weak, but He is strong.                                                     Chorus: Yes, Jesus loves me. Yes, Jesus loves me. Yes, Jesus loves me. The Bible tells me… Continue reading Jesus Loves Me

A butterfly kiss. That's all it takes for my children to get me to forget their messy rooms, their temper tantrums from this afternoon, or even the wet bathroom floor (which I am pretty sure was a joint venture).  Such a sweet gesture can hardly go unnoticed!  Hannah has been especially funny lately, coming up… Continue reading The Kiss