We did a traditional processional into church yesterday waving our palm branches and singing “All Glory, Laud, and Honor”. It was such a beautiful way to begin Holy Week. The little girls paid close attention to communion yesterday in anticipation of their first communion on Easter. These palm fronds (leftover from our Palm Sunday [...]
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I love everything about it. There’s nothing quite like little girls and their daddies—how they so easily undo what looks to be a solid wall of raw-edged masculinity. And oh how I love to watch him with them. They walk in the room and his eyes light up, his tone of voice changes, and [...]
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I know it’s somewhat necessary when you’re moving but I really don’t enjoy packing up my stuff. Books should be on book shelves. I’ve got three or four large baskets of books already that I’m sure I can’t live without until the move is done. When exactly do I think I’ll have time [...]
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I think I’ve been a little gun shy about posting on our schooling progress without even realizing it. Because I am a person who avoids conflict to a fault, I don’t tend to deal well with snarky comments and emails and thankfully, they’ve been few and far between. When they come, however, they [...]
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Just to be clear and to set the record straight, we weren’t looking for a house. We love our house. And our neighborhood. And our pool. And our trees. We’ve lived here since we were married and our two littlest have lived their whole lives here. I’ve made every single inch [...]
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Where have I been? For starters, I’ve been a little preoccupied with life. I had a wonderful visit with Taylor and Caiti. We found Caiti a gorgeous prom dress and despite my desperate pleas, Taylor did not let me cut his hair. The girls and I went to see Alice in Wonderland, [...]
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and I like cowboy boots, C.S. Lewis, good food, strong coffee, banjo music and books. I am a deeply flawed momma of 4 and grateful receiver of more good gifts than one heart can hold. I fight for joy and find it in the most unexpected places. I make quirky look normal, relish in my small town Southern way of living, and am learning that it's all grace--every last bit of it. Read More Here...
