111Dec 16, 2011
This is the first year that Adam has been able to tell me what he wants for Christmas. Just a few weeks ago, I stood in the kitchen wrapping my arms around my nine year old son, who laughed but squirmed with discomfort. I kissed him on the cheek and smiled into bright blue eyes […]
112Jun 24, 2011
This morning, Adam couldn’t find his favorite math worksheet. “Three Steps?” he said to me, his face a few inches from mine, his body leaning in to where I sat sipping my coffee on the porch. Adam and I had communicated enough about Three Steps in the last week for me to know (finally) that this […]
113Feb 25, 2011
Zoe is a prayer warrior. And frankly, she absolutely schools the rest of us. For about three years, the motor on the power door in our van was burned out. When the girls were younger, they thought it fun to engage the door and then watch it jerk back in the other direction when they […]