For Mr. C’s fifth birthday, we decided a superhero party would be most appropriate, as he loves pretty much any one of them. Mr. C and Little E helped me
Two minutes before Little E came wailing from my bedroom with a cat scratch on her arm, she said, “Kitty’s trying to say no, but I say yes!!” We had
Little E is nothing if not dramatic, since the day she was born. Her dramatic flair, combined with her surprisingly loud vocal abilities (perfected from the day of her birth, as
I overheard Mr. C, holding one of his army guys, saying, “I don’t shoot girls with blue dresses or white dresses…just those with pink dresses, purple dresses, and green dresses–they’re
God showed me something else about Himself recently through Mr. C’s wish list. All this time, Mr. C has never really asked for much or had any kind of wish list.
We spent the past nine days opening up resurrection eggs every morning–I got my ideas on how to put them together from this blog, which I found on Pinterest. I
I marvel over and over again how grown up my little boy is becoming! I can carry on regular conversations with him–we have some great ones before he goes to
After reading One Thousand Gifts by Ann Voskamp, I challenged myself to do what she did and start writing 1000 things for which I’m thankful. It’s going to take me
Mr. C and I pray together almost every night before he goes to sleep, and we have been doing it for a long time without him showing that he gets what we’re
After Mr. C came out from his nap today… Me: Did you sleep? Clayton: Yep. Me: Good! Clayton: I didn’t close my eyes.