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Delayed (reporting of a) Complement

Last week Jay hurt his back when he brought the tree up from under the house.
His hurt wasn’t on my mind that evening, but, like I sometimes do, I changed into a nice dress right before Jay got home. The girls of course were thrilled and begged me to help them into dresses also, [...]

“Where Do They Go to School?”

We took the kids to a playgroud last Saturday morning. There was a family of three kids already there, the oldest brother (maybe 10) seemed to be vaguely in-charge and eager to converse with an adult (hey, that’s me!).
He asked if that school was where my kids went. I said they weren’t old [...]

Home Again…

Was gone much of the last week for our last (immediate) family wedding.
Random “over-heards” from the weekend.
A tee-shirt on the groom:
No, I don’t have a girlfriend.
But a know a girl who would be pretty upset if she heard me say that.
After the wedding:
60-something uncle: So, [Groom] what are you planning on doing tonight?
Unbelieving stare [...]

Storytelling class

I can’t remember if I mentioned it before, but I recieved a scholarship for the Summer Arts Festival’s storytelling class.
This was very cool because I wouldn’t have been able to go otherwise.
The combination of personalities and beliefs creates an interesting chemistry.  Elisha’s been sleeping poorly again, and my awareness is  being filtered through that tiredness, [...]

You’d Think We’d Know By Now

And in our own defense, when we’re not sleep-deprived we do remember.
We were at a wedding reception tonight where the main course was pulled-pork. We put the sandwiches together ourselves at a buffet-style table where there was also coleslaw to put on top of the meat. All this was very new to me.
Really, [...]

Attachment is not sufficiency.

When Elisha was approaching a year I had this exchange with Nate V while we were getting ready to leave the church.
Me: It is so awesome to watch Elisha develop an attachment to his daddy. He’ll be lunging and calling for Jay as soon as he walks in the door. It’s so nice [...]

How do we know?

And does it matter?
Melody came to her doorway (opposite mine) tonight and said, “Mommy, I asked Jesus into my heart.”
This whole time (you know, a whole week) I’ve been struggling with how to properly encourage Natasha for her choice without making it look… too good, so Melody wouldn’t just be a little mimic. I [...]

A New Birthday

Natasha asked Jesus into her heart today.
The conversation started while we were making pitas for dinner. She was talking about heaven, how she wanted to go there, and how she’d see Great-grandma there, “and meet Grandma Teena’s daddy.”
I asked her how she could get to heaven. “Ask Jesus into my heart.” (This [...]

Getting Ready to Play

N: I’m Miss Clavel.
M: I want to be Miss Clavel.
N: I want to be Miss Clavel!
[pause]
M: We could both be Miss Clavel…
N: Okay!

Then There Were Four

Saturday I watched an 18-month-old part of the day (before lunch to a little after nap).