Parenting
Great Lies I Tell: Santa Claus, the Easter Bunny, Elvis, & Jesus
I tell great lies, crazy unbelievable tales, no sane person would believe, Santa Claus, the Easter Bunny, Elvis, and Jesus. These stories are far-fetched, to say the least, but my children who trust me, they believe. Don’t you dare? Don’t even start with me, missy! Puh-lease! You know you do it, your face will stick…
Read MoreHow to be a Cool Good Mom in a Bad Mom World
How to be a Cool Good Mom in a Bad Mom World, I am not the worst mom in the world, and it is still kind of funny… My five-year-old just offered me a quarter to tell him where his Halloween candy is. And this could be one of those incidents where we broo-ha-ha over a…
Read MoreDear Momma of a Struggling Learner…. I Know.
Dear Momma of a Struggling Learner…. I know, I saw you leave the office in tears. Sitting in your car, you made the call, the one I made dozens of times. Either to a friend or your husband. They don’t understand. Another pill, another tutor, another plan – maybe this time he will catch up.…
Read MoreLost and Removed Parenting: Holding it Together, Falling Apart
By 3:45 am I had lost it, removed myself – was barely holding it together and completely falling apart. I really do need to correct my verbiage. A few weeks ago our long term foster placement was returned to her birth home. #Joybaby was with us for 18-months. Our grief is substantial. I should say,…
Read MoreJesus Loves Mommy: Salvation In Spite of my Motherhood
Jesus Loves Mommy: Salvation In Spite of my Motherhood I am a creature of sacrifice. “Go on ahead, I’ll catch up!” I stayed behind to change a poopy diaper. “I didn’t know you were coming. No, no, I am so glad you are here!” I gave away my dinner to a college-baby who popped in…
Read MoreMarine Mom: The Few, The Proud, The Hysterical
I am in San Diego with my family and my son’s sweetheart. He just graduated from Marine Bootcamp. I am offically a Marine mom. Boo, aka Sugar Bum, is a Marine. Which makes me, Boo’s mom, a Marine mom. The draft ended in 1973, except for moms of the enlisted. We still are being drafted. The…
Read MoreThe Fruit of the Spirit Moms Manifest in Abundance
The fruit of the spirit is a good measure of my Christian walk. In my experience, these are the goals of a “decent” Believer. Personally, I have muddied the waters – er, fruit basket, berating myself for my lacking in this area or that. Primarily, patience, I lack patience. Granted it’s not really my fault,…
Read MoreHow to Hold On Without Letting Go
When our oldest vandal son, Sam was about 3 he carried two Hotwheels cars with him wherever he went. One in each hand. He wouldn’t let them go. On an outing to Target, as I stood in the checkout line Sam drove his two cars over the Snickers display making boy noises. An elderly woman…
Read MoreIt’s a Jungle, Not a Petting Zoo
It’s a Jungle, Not a Petting Zoo Our oldest daughter, Maggie, is in Costa Rica with her college friends. They went together to celebrate their graduation. Also, to “play with sloths.” This has been a lifelong goal of Maggie’s. Maggie has walked a favored path. She’s been swimming on the beaches of Venezuela, Costa Rica,…
Read MoreWhy I am Not a Fan of Mother’s Day
I have never been a fan of Mother’s Day. Today, the day before Mother’s Day is the 22nd anniversary of my motherhood. Our oldest daughter turns 22 today and graduates from my alma mater, Abilene Christian University. She was in the audience when I graduated from ACU, she was one. And I remember my first…
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