It was a typical day in our home. Until the blankies had to get washed. For the past couple weeks, I have been mulling over in my head how I was going to combat the tears, since we had been down this road before. Unfortunately, I came up with no clever solution. So after Mazy’s…
I wasn’t going to write a post about love, but then something hit me. This Hallmark holiday has so many meanings behind it, for so many people. I am beyond thankful for my best friend, whom I call my husband. And words cannot express the love and thankfulness I have for our daughter, Mazy Grace….
Start the list: You haven’t finished the laundry. You haven’t made that new recipe. You haven’t organized your kids’ papers. You haven’t made a “good” supper in weeks. You haven’t exercised in who knows how long. You haven’t done this. And you haven’t done that. I am sure you can fill in the blanks. Think…
I once read somewhere that: Grace is not expecting immediate perfection, but allowing progression. Take a second to think about that. Think about how you treat your husband. Your children. Your friends. Yourself. In this thing called life, I think “perfection” is something we all want to obtain, to some degree. Pick an area of…
We have developed a completely new vocabulary, living with a toddler. One that usually makes no sense to anyone else but us, yet a vocab that has taught me far greater than new words. Let me share just a few: Sup-pa = pizza Amen = when she’s done reading a book gawk = milk George…
I never thought I would say that. I know I have mentioned this story in the past, but it stands repeating since this is the perfect example of how messy and Kristin do not always match up. One day I was busy preparing food for many occasions when a youth group kid randomly stopped by….
