I wish you could have seen my daughter "playing" putt-putt when she was six or so, but you would have needed a helmet and safety goggles. I definitely could have used your help retrieving balls from the parking lot, though. She was like a 3.5-foot tornado. She held her club like an ax and hacked and swung until … Continue reading Mini-golf memories when I just don’t want to hear it
Do you ever get so overwhelmed with the suffering and problems of the world you don't even want to think about them? Yeah, me neither. Just kidding. ME ALL THE TIME. Oh guys, my heart aches for so much in this broken, messy world. There is so much to say about hunger, poverty, discrimination, injustice, etc., … Continue reading When the world needs so much saving you can’t move
I wore mismatched socks to church last week. The rest of the fam was already in the car, and you know if the four-year-old is already buckled in his carseat then YOU are the holdup. So I grabbed my boots and two socks from our perpetually-snowballing clean sock basket and ran to the car. Turned out one … Continue reading Martina was right, do it anyway
I told my husband he could name our son. (Of course, I retained veto power. I don't play that fast and loose.). But since I had basically, pregnancy-empowered, declared by decree the name of our second child, it was technically his turn when our third came along. "William," he said. "Will." "Okay," I said as I thought … Continue reading Strong-willed children and thatched roofs: A word for weary parents
As a truth-at-all-cost convert, I'm determined to teach my kids that nothing they have done is worse than lying to me about it.
I realized today that in three weeks I will have to stop reading the news like it's my job and get back to my actual life. Having studied journalism and politics (back in olden days, when I had nary a smart phone nor child), I am often glued to the screen watching the slow-motion, ongoing pile-up of tweets, accusations, and threats … Continue reading Christians: More than your vote
We rented a ranch cabin for a few days of spring break. It sat on a remote cliff, more than a mile off a dirt road, overlooking the mid-Texas plains and foothills, surrounded by only sky and earth. Our plans were to escape the city and and spend a few days hiking miles of trails though the … Continue reading Storm and Shelter