Fingerprints
I’m a clean freak. It’s not that I mind dirt—I just mind it in my house. Before I had kids, I polished doorknobs, scrubbed grout with a toothbrush, and cleaned the inside of my oven with an S.O.S. pad. My … Continue reading →
I’m a clean freak. It’s not that I mind dirt—I just mind it in my house. Before I had kids, I polished doorknobs, scrubbed grout with a toothbrush, and cleaned the inside of my oven with an S.O.S. pad. My … Continue reading →
As a child I remember knowing clearly that there were two types of adults. There were those who tolerated my presence, put up with my questions and generally acted as though they’d be perfectly happy if I didn’t require anything … Continue reading →
My husband taught our granddaughter to feel the wind when she was only six months old. Now that she is almost two, we no longer have to tell her to do it. When she knows the wind is blowing, she … Continue reading →
Yesterday a comment made by my son caught me mid-kitchen. “I just want something happy. There is too much sad stuff happening these days.” Plate in hand, water dripping, floor unswept, I paused before responding because I knew this wasn’t … Continue reading →
If you are looking for a Bible storybook for your young reader to read this summer, My Read and Rhyme Bible Storybook will not only help your child read some good Bible stories, it is also educational and lots of fun. Before … Continue reading →
Dear Gabby, Do you remember when we sat chatting at the park the other day, you on my son’s scooter, me on the brick wall. Do you remember my notepad and my pen? You asked me what I was doing. … Continue reading →