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Seven
She and I are loud in the car, singing at the top of our lungs. Her voice is young but true, shameless and without embarrassment as she mangles the song lyrics and belts out the chorus. She and I are...
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A Little Bit of Light
It’s easy enough on Tuesday morning to sit with sunshine streaming onto hands and say Make Jesus your One Thing. But on Wednesday night, when you’re lying in bed with the ridiculousness of a busy day...
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All These Loud Voices
It’s just me and my wiggly daughter stretched out on our bellies on her bed, under a purple patchwork quilt with my Bible open in front of us. These bedtime devotions are a new thing for us– Boys...
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When I Grow Up
My older son is almost as tall as me. His feet are the same size as mine, and he eats considerably more food than I do, packing it into some mysterious bigger-on-the-inside digestive organ that...
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Thunderstorms, Pavlov’s Dogs, and One Sleepless Night
(A Tale of Motherhood) Last night, there was a thunderstorm in Tiny Town. Actually there was this random long series of storms and not-storms, with lightning and thunder rumbles, then quiet, then more...
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Favorite Mommy
She’s my best girl and I’m her favorite mommy, and yesterday, with her backpack on her back and her tummy a little fluttery, she told me she was too big to hold my hand. I took it with good grace, I...
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Thank Heaven for Big Kids
It’s summer break here in Tiny Town, Iowa, and you know what that means. It means that I have to take my kids places with me again, instead of running errands alone during the school day. This is...
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Rite of Passage
We are surrounded by a sea of pink and sparkles, girly things covered in unicorns and mermaids (but not, much to my daughter’s disgust, bears). She is nervous as all get out, but she refuses to let me...
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Today With Her
Her hair is pink and in dire need of a wash; her glasses are held together with masking tape, and there is nothing more beautiful than her out here in the spring sunshine, framed by just-budding trees,...
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Wonder in the Waiting
Eighteen years ago today, I was waiting on the very edge of the biggest change of my whole life. My belly was round, my ankles swollen, my blood pressure all over the place; and I was one day away...
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