I was smirking about my husband’s prayer (something about the conservatives winning the elections) and he called me on it. “What?” I answered, “I smile all the time.” I guess I really set myself up for the next comment. “No, you don’t,” is what I heard from my darling six-year-old Joy. “You just scream at us… [continue reading]
I yelled upstairs to Joy and told her to quiet down. “What? Mom? Say again because I think you say blah blah blah!” This post it linked to Mud Pies for Mommy.
The other day Joy, age six, came pounding down the stairs during quiet time. She was wailing and flailing, but that is the usual drama we see several times a day. “Joy, you are not supposed to be out of your room at quiet time.” More wailing. More flailing. “What is the matter?” Finally managing… [continue reading]
This was a conversation at lunch – never a dull moment. Faith: Why don’t snakes have legs? Me: Well after the serpent tempted Eve in the Garden, God cursed the snakes to crawl on their belly. Grace (age 4): First there was only Adam in the garden. Then it was Adam and his cousin. Then… [continue reading]
From the back seat of the van my then five-year-old kept shouting, “Mama?” I kept answering, “Yes?” over and over. Significantly frustrated (that’s a nice respectable sounding word) I said, “Baby, don’t say ‘mama’ anymore!” There was a short pause, and then I heard a meek, “Esther?” A real mom would probably not have died… [continue reading]
I was talking about my boarding school experience, and I didn’t realize that my children were paying any attention. My first-grader piped up and asked if she could go to boarding school. Although I had been talking about some the fun things I did there, I didn’t want her to get too excited about it. … [continue reading]
I had my six-year-old sweep the floor for me a few days ago. The next morning she put her hand on her hip and pointing to the grass that was tracked in said, “What happened here? We just cleaned up this place!” Funny how you see things differently when you’re the one that did the… [continue reading]
While my niece, Ashley, was visiting, she helped us a lot with the kiddos. One night she watched as my two middle girls played with their four year old cousin. Evidently the cousin was locking the girls out of their rooms. My girls finally came to Ashley for help. Ashley told them to try knocking…. [continue reading]
My daughter spent a lot of time drawing this picture especially for me. Then she handed it to me SO proud and told me that the first one is me and the second one is her. And as if that wasn’t enough, she then proceeded to dramatize the picture to make sure I understood. Lovely!