Christmas Steve began years ago, merely a quip in response to Riley’s running Advent countdown. “Just 8 more days until Christmas,” she will say, standing at attention beside the white board, holding her dry erase marker like a wand, shaking it in the air for emphasis. Riley considers calendar-keeping critical to her sanity, and at […]
Friday morning, while the light’s still new, Adam slides his Father’s Day gift out of hiding. “Play golf,” Adam says, pausing the game he’s playing on the Xbox, sauntering over to where Kevin and I stand talking, dropping the words like a couple of coins in Kevin’s palm. Adam watches our faces, looking for something–a […]
He places the card in my hand, lightly fingering the rough fold, the paper blue like a storm in the middle of the afternoon or the ocean in places very deep. I look at the flat, incongruent edges and see fibers; wet, bruised pulp; dye on someone’s fingers. It’s remarkable to see the beginnings of […]
They cast a long shadow on the lawn, all legs, son in so many ways like his father. It’s striking. Nothing really prepares a mother for the moments when she looks at her children and sees something of the adults they’re becoming, the careful sculpting of the future. No matter how broad those shoulders get, I […]
Every day begins pretty much the same around here (well at least the weekdays). Kevin and I wake up early, early to exercise and spend some quiet moments with God before the kids wake up. Riley has a sign on her closet door instructing her to go to the bathroom and go back to bed […]
Well I’m glad everyone enjoyed the light painting photos so much. I (Kevin is writing this post :-)) took a few more photos over the weekend of light painting of a different sort. The kids were playing with a remote control car that has some LED lights on it. I thought it would be neat […]
Every evening that he can, Kevin spends some time playing with the kids before they go to bed. The blessing for me is two-fold: I get to enjoy some peace and quiet without getting mobbed or monitoring some “Mr. Monk-worthy” behavior, and I get to “be a fly on the wall” and just listen to […]
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