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Do-Overs and Other Moments of Grace
With a husband and then a son who eat, sleep, and breathe sports, this book nerd girl quickly expanded her vocabulary to include all sorts of sports terminology. Like rebounds, buzzer beaters, first downs, birdies, dribbling (down the court and the field), and the . . .
A Holiday Kitchen Transformation: Seeing and Being Seen
Generally speaking, cooking is not my most favorite thing. It’s not that I hate it; it’s just that there are so many other things I’d rather be doing. And then there are my oh-so-picky eaters. But that’s a topic for another day.
Thanksgiving is different, though. For Thanksgiving, I cook all the things. Through loss and life’s changes, we’re a small group now. (I’m sure that has nothing to do with my cooking.) Because we’re small, everyone gets their favorites. Everyone is considered, included, and celebrated through the dishes they love. . . .
Every Little Detail
I was reading in Exodus today, in chapters 25–28. (Now, you might be wondering what Exodus has to do with the holiday season, but we’ll get there, I promise!) These chapters are where God is telling Moses exactly how the tabernacle is to be constructed. And I’ll confess that when I usually read through these pages . . .
What Children’s Writers Do
Some of the most beautiful and important lessons I’ve ever learned were tucked into the pages of children’s books.
From Dr. Seuss and Lewis Carroll, I learned that words could weave worlds of pure whimsy and imagination. Winnie the Pooh taught me that life is simply better with friends. And following the adventures of Nancy Drew proved that curiosity can lead . . .
How to Stress Less This Christmas
I heard someone say once that as mamas, we are the keepers of all the things—especially all the appointments and schedules—from our kids, to our husbands, to the dog, and even occasionally ourselves.
Carefully filed away somewhere in our minds are all those essential little details about favorite socks, hated and tolerated veggies, and that all-important, must-have-it-to-go-to-sleep lovey. . . .
Let It Be Simply Christmas
Other people do things at Christmas that don’t work for my family. And I’m learning—a little reluctantly at times—that’s okay. Like those adorably cozy pictures of the smiling family, happily decorating the tree together.
Sigh. . . .