Anyone else have picky eaters? How in the world did I get picky eaters??? The Hubs and I love most types of food. These kiddos? Not so much. Oy. We got home from church today, and I had no plans for lunch. Ack. I had ground beef, that was it. So, what do you do… Read More Taco Soup recipe
Ok, so the actual quote was, “Do we have to do chores when we’re dead?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!” Head thrown back lips making a perfect rainbow tears dripping off of her chin open palms flung downward This. This is the drama. I can’t deny. They all come by it honestly. My family will attest. Growing up, the world… Read More Chores When We’re Dead????
Have you ever had one of those sets of days that just stuck it to you? We’ve been healthy this year. I am so very thankful. Last year we were plagued with multiple strains of the flu as well as strep and bronchitis that probably morphed into pneumonia (are you supposed to make gurgling and… Read More Purify This!
A throwback blog post! I am so very thankful for my health, and the health of my family. When we hit a brief patch of illness, I am ever more thankful. We hit one of those yesterday and last night. Ugh. Little Bit (EJ) on an ornery day Little Bit (EJ), at… Read More A Night of Blow-outs Where There Were No Tires
Is anyone else here with me: Unable to keep up with life…. Rarely feeling like I am keeping all of my plates in the air…. One meal leads to the next meal and then the next…. (Why do they want to be fed.every.meal????) Laundry is finished for maybe five seconds…maybe…. Toilets need to be cleaned.… Read More When I’m Not Enough, Drowning, Failing – Gotta Change My Focus
A throwback blog post! “Be still and know that I am God.” Life is loud. Even if we stripped away …the tv and radio …the dishwasher …the washing machine & the dryer …the mixer …the vent hood over the stove …the timers …the phones We are still surrounded by …voices …bodies moving about …children laughing… Read More Be Still
Teacher’s Pet. Over-achiever. Perfectionist. Ever had those words thrown in your direction or thrown them at yourself? Yep. Me, too. I was the one in school who could not get a “B,” much less a “C.” The thought of getting a “B” or “C” was cringe-worthy indeed. I could not let good enough be good… Read More Let Good Enough Be Good Enough