Write the story God gives you.
‘Ello! I’m writing to you after a loooong, wonderful weekend at the beach with four mom/church/friend friends (is “friend friends” a thing? Does every friend need an adjective?). As I was packing for our trip, my husband commented that I’d
While I often whine about having to read children’s books over and over again, I have run across a handful of books that, frankly, I’d read for pleasure. …
I don’t even like coffee, and I’m looking forward to pumpkin-spice season. …
There are some solid hallelujahs that come from a baby hitting some milestones. …
As I mentioned in my last post, George currently has a laser focus on the United States. For about a year, it was the ABCs, but he’s recently abandoned his letters for his new patriotic love. Weirdly enough, silhouettes of