This is the ninth post in a series written by Frieda, my mother. These are her memories of Sara her first rambunctious child and their adventures on the mission field. Click this link to start at the beginning.
Some of our friends who had calm children thought Sara just lacked parental discipline. This was not . . . → Read More: Discipline that Works
We have had more trouble with losing my three-year-old Little Jason than any of our other children. He is kind of a quiet, but happy, giggly child. The first time we lost him was coming out of a pizza entertainment center. Jason took the kids around the van to get them in their . . . → Read More: I lost my child
This is the fourth post in a series written by Frieda, my mother. These are her memories of her first rambunctious child and their adventures on the mission field. Click this link to start at the beginning.
Looking back, I realize that many of our friends were not especially happy to have us visit them. . . . → Read More: Destructive Behavior
This is the third post in a series written by Frieda, my mother. These are her memories of her first rambunctious child and their adventures on the mission field. Click this link to start at the beginning.
When Sara was about eighteen months old, Hal finished attending the Spanish language school, and we moved . . . → Read More: Lord Protect my Child
I was at a store looking for a pre-paid cell phone for my husband. Evidently what I wanted does not exist because the sales man was acting like I was a complete idiot for asking. While I was discussing cell phones, I was keeping an eye on my four kids who were down the aisle . . . → Read More: Do Over
Frieda my mom is going to be sharing about some of her experiences with her first child: The Sara Stories. I grew up hearing these stories about my sister. I am so glad that Mom is writing these down for us to remember and share with our children. We will do a weekly segment . . . → Read More: Hyperactive Baby
I am one tired mama let me tell ya. Seldom these days do I get a good night’s sleep, but let me just tell you about last night. I went to sleep shivering. I was so cold. Covered in blankets, I could hear my teeth chattering. Fever–I was sick again. It took me . . . → Read More: What keeps me from a good night’s sleep?
You know that list I made of all the things that I wanted to get done before Bobby was born? One of the things was to decide how I was going to combine the kids’ rooms and where I was going to put the baby. This one…didn’t exactly get done before baby. Six months later . . . → Read More: Moving Day
One morning I was trying to motivate Faith to finish the last few pages of one of her readers. Evidently the stories were nonfiction, and she said they weren’t fun.
“Well everything we have to do in life isn’t fun, but we have to do it anyway, like…” I said as she looked back at . . . → Read More: Poopy Diapers
Sunday was crazy. My five-year-old daughter Grace was singing in both services with the children’s choir so we had to be there at 8:15. I understand the need to be there early, but boy is it tough to get this family ready and out by that time. It was rush, rush, rush. One child yelling . . . → Read More: God’s Gift