Night after night I throw myself headlong into this epic losing battle that is bedtime. Night after night I beat my head against the wall of my own inadequacy and Ben’s obstinance. Night after night I am confronted by the abyss of failure as...
Oh last night was a bad one again. He screamed and screamed. I could do nothing right but he wouldn’t volunteer any preferences. Just screamed NO! at anything I said. Finally I had to carry him screaming out of his room and sit in the dark in...
Finally I get a chance to sit down and post this link. Unfortunately my brain is dead so forgive any typos. Today I join the fabulous Pat Gohn on her Among Women podcast. We’re chatting about . catechizing the littlest ones in the domestic...
The problem with Ben and bedtime got only marginally better when the antibiotics had taken care of the ear infection. For a couple of nights it seemed like we might get back on track. He even agreed one night to lie down in his bed and stay...
I recently had one of those Aha! moments when the way I’ve been looking at a situation gets completely turned on its head and suddenly I can see clearly past a mental logjam that I wasn’t even aware existed. I’ve been struggling...
So yesterday we left the house at 8:30 and didn’t get home till 7:30. It was a great day. Loved seeing the family and everyone. But I’m an introvert and I usually try to follow up a busy social weekend with a down day so I can recharge...
Today our extended family gathered for my newest niece’s baptism. There was much rejoicing as Veronica Rose, youngest of six, was received into the church. I adore baptisms. I love the promises, the reminder of how faith begins not as...
Dear Kate writes about knitting and embracing imperfection: So often in life my desire to excel and to produce only flawless results has had a way of pushing me to quit a new endeavor unless I�m a standout superstar at it right away. Since becoming...
The other day on Facebook I was confronted by this quote on my wall: “You say grace before meals. All right. But I say grace before the concert and the opera, and grace before the play and pantomime, and grace before I open a book, and grace...
With Anthony arriving in February we haven’t got much of a garden going this year. A few tomato plants we bought at the farmer’s market that are languishing. A little oregano. The mint has completely taken over one bed. Oops. Anyway, one...
