“BUTT” I Just Want to be with You, Quality Time – Adored
Sam, our five-year-old, wanted to go with me. He followed me around the house, “I just want to be with you.” In the midst of getting a room ready for a little foster love, I had errands to run. A curtain rod here, an area rug there, oh and we had no food. So, I…
Silencing the Jerk that Lives in My Head
Friday when I arrived in Houston from Oregon, I could not find my car in the airport parking lot. Luckily, it was only 93 degrees with 100% humidity. I would have hated to walk 4 miles in a fresh, cool breeze. Seeing as how I had been up since 3 am, traveling 1600 miles, sitting…
Look what you’ve done…
We are basically homeless. The madness of this move must be diagramed. We have a ranch with houses on it and we own the houses. One of the houses is occupied by my sister and her husband and their four children. One of the houses is occupied by our man-babies, John and Luke. And one…
I Make Jesus Look Good
I love hospital stays. People are always complaining about them but I could use a good hospital stay. Yes, they wake you up to check your blood pressure and take your temperature. But if I was at home someone would wake me up anyway. And they wouldn’t be doing it to see if I was…
I am in love with my contractor…
I am in love with my contractor, luckily he’s also my husband… When I was pregnant with our youngest daughter Sophie, we were building a custom home for some clients. At the time, I was homeschooling our oldest daughter Maggie and staying home with a very young John and Luke. In an effort to make…
Don’t see me!
Helping out fellow blogger Angela Nazworth out today… Click here to read my post… Don’t see me! May your floors be sticky and your calling ordained! Love, Jami
An Open Letter to Evangelical Christians: Shut Up
When I was about 9 we moved to a new town in Southern New Mexico. It was miserably hot and we hadn’t found a house yet. My parents, myself, my younger sister and brother were living in a hotel and the air conditioner was unable to keep up with the heat. It was miserable. In…
Reclaimed Riches
Some other day I’ll get into the craziness of this move. Three enormous families playing musical houses. But, no matter the chaos I never stop decorating. My brain never shuts off. And when I first saw the funky, retro, yellow chair on-line, I bought it. My husband came home and said, “Did you see that…
Biting, Lying, and Biggest Fans
When our oldest, Maggie was nearly four, and John was one, there was an incident in Maggie’s closet. John was crying hysterically. Maggie came out and said, “the baby bited himsewf.” The cherub boy had teeth marks in his fleshy forearm, he was devastated to have met with such violence. I was furious. I…
Scare-Me-Up-Jesus
When our oldest, Maggie, was a toddler my parents had this toy that Maggie called “the scare me up bunny.” It was essentially a Jack-in-the-box only it was a bunny. She would bring it to one of us and say “Open da scare-me-up-bunny.” And then she would put her chubby toddler hands over her…