by Heather Bock Poor Mr. C. He loves football and would probably enjoy playing it, but not only does he not have the right body type for a football player,
Heather Bock JP doesn’t have a lot of fear of or repect for insects. To the shock and horror of his siblings, he’s squished several cute bugs. I’m glad some
by Heather Bock Overheard: Mr. C: What is a sugar cube made of, JP? JP: Salt. Little E was practicing her Spanish on the computer when I woke one morning.
by Heather Bock I was excited when Mr. C wanted to have a knight themed party for his ninth birthday (which was actually in February–a little late posting) because I
Pssst! I’m in the middle of a writers contest in which I need your help! I’m trying to win some amazing prizes that could be helpful for me as a
Me: I can’t believe how old you are, Mr. C! You’re going to be 7, then 8, then 9, and before I know it, you’ll be 16! Mr. C: Are
Mr. C turned six years old, and when I asked him what he wanted the theme of his birthday party to be, he knew he wanted it to be Ninjago.
I posted about this before, but I feel my thoughts about homeschooling have morphed a little, so I’m posting almost the same message again! After much prayer and discussion with
Recently, Mr. C made a connection that I would love for him to take to heart. We were in the car listening to Christian radio when a speaker started saying,
I’m sure every mother will say or think a variation of this as her children grow, but I can’t believe I already have to think about what Mr. C is going