Last weekend we started Little League for our first season of Baseball. My 10 year old is playing and as we attended the opening ceremonies, he was definitely a mix of nervous, excited and independent. After the festivities were finished, we were walking across the...
"The wisest of women builds her house, but folly with her own hands tears it down. - Proverbs 14:1 The wind whips my face as we traverse along our street, flurries of snow swirling all around us. We are a funny scene, really. A mom covered...
There’s a private elementary school in Washington, D.C., that advertises itself with this adage from Plato’s Republic, “The beginning is the most important part of any work.” As 2017 launches, I am thinking a lot about the concept of “process” as it relates to my...
I remember the first time that I read Deuteronomy 6 as a new mother; these imperatives jumped out at me, producing a holy fear and awe of the responsibility to train my children in God's Word: "Hear, O Israel: The Lord our God, the Lord is...
We went on a family retreat this weekend - hence the lateness of my post. We rushed back into town today, swung by the house, picked up some presents, ran frantically through Giant grabbing Lego batman toys, a premade cake, candles and a pack of...
Although my personality is prone to ponder, analyze, wrestle, and engage with the events of my life and the events in our world, never have I felt the weight and weariness like the last months. Not one to typically shy away from the messiness of life I...
One generation commends your works to another; they will tell of your mighty acts (Psalm 145:4). A few weeks ago, my mentor of 14 years, Irene, and I had the opportunity to share with my Wednesday morning mom's group about the power of mentorship. If you're...
Though I teach my children to read and write in multiple languages, but do not teach them love for the peoples who speak them, it profits them nothing. Though I home school my children, ensuring that they are well-versed in Latin and classical literature, but fail...
I think I saw the red and pink hearts in Target somewhere around January 3rd. I think I actually bought the kiddos their class valentines somewhere around January 7. (Planning ahead for the win!). I used to hate Valentine’s Day, and I still think it...
I sat in the quiet of a cool dark room, rocking my baby boy. His soft cheek lay firmly against my chest, his pudgy little arms wrapped around my stomach. I felt his lungs move in and out in perfect rhythm with the lullaby I sang:...