This event at our church was also put on by my daughter’s AWANA Truth and Training club. I have looked forward to it each year. While some families include all the girls in the family, I take pleasure in sending all the rest home and spending some time with my oldest girl!
Here are a . . . → Read More: Mother/Daughter Tea
My mom Frieda had been without internet pretty much ever since she got home from visiting us when Bobby was born. Previously, she had done a lot of editing for me and had written for my blog once in a while to.
I am somewhat self-conscious about my grammar, spelling, and punctuation, so I felt . . . → Read More: Communication with Confidence
Esther and I have become BlogFrog buddies, and I am delighted to be guest posting for her today!
Emmy was crying as if her little four-year-old heart was broken.
She ran to the window, waving at her Daddy and sister as they drove away early that morning. They were going skiing up in Wisconsin. . . . → Read More: From Tears to Smiles
One morning Joy woke up early and while I was still sleeping worked on this poster for me. When I walked into the kitchen she presented it. What a sweet way to wake up! I keep this beside me bed. Sometimes a mom just needs to remember words like these.
. . . → Read More: A Joyful Mom Moment
With four children it is pretty rare to get to spend time with just one child. Faith’s AWANA Truth and Training class put on some very wonderful events. This picture was taken at the Mother/Daughter Tea. It is such a special time! I love that a photographer takes pictures every year! As I am usually . . . → Read More: Mother and Daughter Time
Joy started out the AWANA year with half of last year’s book to complete. I kept thinking that my kids would be self-motivated to work on their verses without me having to push them to do it. There are plenty of incentives worked into the AWANA program after all, but it just didn’t happen. So . . . → Read More: Mommy and Me Date with Joy
My mom Frieda is guest posting for me today. I have heard her tell parts of this story many times, but some of this I didn’t remember her telling me at all. It’s so neat to have these memories written down. Enjoy!
When Esther was about six months old, she was sitting on the . . . → Read More: The So-Called “Sob Syndrome”
It was a mom’s gathering with activities for my oldest two. There was a meal included, and I could bring my youngest two with me. Free food, fun and fellowship! How could I refuse? Oh, but I wish I had.
I didn’t know any of the ladies that I was placed with but was . . . → Read More: Moms—We Don’t Know It All
A few nights ago we were enjoying our supper around the kitchen table. To engage the children in conversation, I like to ask random questions. This time I was having them compare Jason and me. We do this quite regularly, and their answers usually make us laugh. This night, however, my crew, led by . . . → Read More: The Contentious Woman
My mom Frieda is guest posting for me today. Here is a little tale about yours truly:
I hear the phone ring in the English department at Pan American University, where I work. Someone says, “Frieda, your daughter is on the phone.”
It is Esther, my first-grader. She asks, “Mom, how does the daddy . . . → Read More: The Birds and the Bees