Month: August 2013

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“Life’s an Adventure”…Wise Words From My Better Half

     I actually started this post almost two weeks ago, on a Saturday morning, and never finished it.     I realized it didn’t have a very linear storyline and wasn’t sure what to do with it. I guess that is actually quite appropriate because it is very telling of life lately…a  life that feels…

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Confessions of a Carseat Sleeper

Hi. My name is Lisa and my 3 1/2 month old daughter sleeps in her carseat. Every night. And for every nap. Every day. There, I said it. Perhaps you are a recovering encourager of car seat or swing sleeping too? I know! All the books say don’t do it… I know! My doctor would…

Phew…I’m Not the Only One

Phew…I’m Not the Only One

     At least two years have passed since I first read Momma Zen, a book that I immediately added to my favorites list in the treasury of motherhood memoirs read over the last six years. In a moment of inspiration (and quiet! Scott took the girls out of the house which miraculously allows space…

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Small: A FiveMinuteFriday Post

Small…      I read a story about an acorn to the girls earlier this week. The story was from a devotional called Thoughts to Make Your Heart Sing by Sally Lloyd Jones (author of The Jesus Storybook Bible, which we love!).       The story talked about an acorn being…small. Yet, while it is small,…

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On the Bright Side…

Things are a little nutty around here lately…or maybe it’s just me that’s nutty and things are normal, but either way… I probably shouldn’t kid myself, we DID just bring a baby home three months ago…somehow I subconsciously convinced myself that that wouldn’t really change anything…and that all of my brain cells would stay intact.…

Story: A Five Minute Friday Post

Story: A Five Minute Friday Post

Story: A Five Minute Friday Post (This post is part of 5-Minute Fridays…a space where Lisa-Jo Baker offers a prompt and hundreds of lovely ladies write for 5 minutes about that word(s). Here goes!) I like stories, I always have. I remember many, many hours as a young girl curled up in my bed surrounded by…