Tag: kids

What do you want to be when you grow up?

An NBA player. That’s how my big boys answered the “what I want to be when I grow up” question for years. And the little one is still holding fast to his pro football dreams. So we should …

Pinterest Fail

“Easy gluten-free treats for kids”. I typed that into my google bar because store-bought gluten-free cupcakes cost a small fortune. And I am a terrible baker. So, when my youngest needed birthday treats to share with his class …

Driving Lessons

I didn’t know there were two left turn lanes.  It never occurred to me that the MARTA bus in the next lane was going to turn with me when the arrow switched to green. Turning left while driving …

Parenting, repenting and lessons of the heart

I am always trying to teach my kids a lesson. Always. Every cup of spilled milk, every argument, every accidentally broken picture frame, or bumped head is an opportunity to learn, “how to do it right the next …

How to fight the bad guys

When my big boys were little boys, they played the craziest game. It was a game invented by their sweet friend in the house across the street, and it will probably live on in neighborhood lore for eternity. …

A prayer for the wrong day

I had the wrong day. All day. There are weeks where Wednesday and Thursday are somewhat interchangeable. But this was not one of them. I sent the wrong kid to school with a note to stay after on …

We are what we notice

Tattling is a serious crime around our house. I have always had the rule that both the tale-teller and the wrongdoer will be punished. “Work it out! Unless there is blood. Then you should come get me” has been …

The music of Hope – First in our Advent Series

A missing tuxedo shirt, black pants that suddenly seem to have shrunk,  and a cello banging around in the back of my van with the basketballs can only mean one thing. It is concert season! Holidays here we …

How to do the things you don’t want to do

I hate lists almost as much as I hate math. Seriously. I will do anything to keep from having to enumerate life. My brain thinks freedom is found in being untethered, in lyric and cadence but never with …

Why we have to talk to our kids about Las Vegas

My older boys get most of their news and information from Instagram and the school bus. It is simply the way life is these days. If they begin a sentence with, “Hey mom did you know that …” …