I remember flash cards. You see, I am old. I went to school when there was something call “Cloak Rooms” That was the place where you hung your coats on hooks and placed your lunchbox up on an old wooden shelf above your hook. Yes, I had a lunchbox, not a tin bucket. I may … Continue reading Flash Cards for LIFE
“Come weary saints, though tired and weak, Hide away in the love of Jesus.” We danced in the middle of the kitchen floor. Winnie and I waltz-stepped and slowly spun. Around and around. My baby and I were in church. “Come wandering souls and find your home Hide away in the love of Jesus. He offers the … Continue reading The Dance
You wouldn’t want to sit next to them on the bus. Smelly. Dirt on their hands. Raggedy clothes. Shepherds were not popular in Bible times. They lived in the fields. They slept on the ground and smelled like their sheep. -Hardly A position to be honored. And yet.... God in all His glory sent them … Continue reading Christmas for Commoners
Easter: New beginnings Easter is here. Wait a minute...Here in New York City where the morning air is punctuated with blasting horns of impatient drivers? New beginnings. Here where motors roar though inches move? New beginnings. Here where sirens blare and remind us of endings? New beginnings here where people push and look down, never … Continue reading Easter: HERE!
Heading into summer and getting antsy about those summer kids? Don't panic! First of all, take it from an OLD mom : You’ll miss time with your kids once they’re grown. But let’s get practical here. The Type A Lady knows summer’s not all a bed of roses (I have the battle scars to prove it.) … Continue reading Ten Tips for Summer Fun With Kids!
Just in time for Mothers Day! My confession: I’m a strange mom. Here’s a blog post all about my odd qualities. …Enjoy!
Below is a list (You know I love lists!) of my strange mom qualities. Perhaps some of you moms out there can relate:
___I do not dress like a teenager. My typical uniform of turtleneck and skirt sets off a grimace among my daughters. I don’t care. I’m the mom and I might as well look like one. I’m cozy and warm and covered and don’t have to worry about anybody thinking I’m trying to look young. I am not young. I am the mom.
___I don’t “relate.” Long ago and far, far away…I was a teenager. I can barely remember those days. I know I did a lot of theater and sang a lot. That kept me out of trouble. Now, however, I am the mom…
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I grew up with him. John Wayne movies were numero-uno in my midwestern house. Dad liked the Duke. Somehow, John Wayne always saved the day. With his gravelly voice (it sounded like rocks slowly rolling down a hill) John said the right thing (even if it was in an awkward man’s man way) Best of … Continue reading Fun Friday: Arizona Camp and John Wayne
I’m my own biggest joy-robber. I forget I’ve got joy inside me. Joy’s an inside job. It comes, free of charge, when we embrace the awesome love of Jesus. Nothing can take it away. But I forget. Good thing the Joshua Tree reminds me of joy, hope and strength. I’m glad they haven’t changed the … Continue reading Monday Moods: Choose JOY!
I’m messy. I’m tired. I’m grateful. I’m done. As I painted my daughter’s room, I started getting depressed. - Why am I covering up my kid’s life? - Just because clouds and glowing stars are scratched and marred, does that mean I have to clean it up? I sighed. Help me out, God. “Be grateful.” … Continue reading Pause to Paint: I’m done!
Happy Monday! - A big shout out to the terrific, but tired...the wonderful, but weary! My Monday Moods Post is a tribute to YOU! This post’s for YOU if you’ve... ___tackled so many projects over the weekend, you’re tired today ___stayed up all night with a cranky baby, only to be greeted at dawn by … Continue reading Happy Monday to the Tired!