Emotions are not one track. Sometimes I’m excited-scared or confused-organized. This past weekend I was glad-sad.
A few years ago God started opening up opportunities for me to take small trips here and there. I’d be asked to speak at a conference or have a training meeting to go to.
I got a bag with tiny chocolate bars, Gobstoppers and little cardboard boxes of Nerds inside. These seemed perfect for putting in a big bowl on the coffee table so everyone could just grab a piece when they felt like it.
Have you ever thought about how much your relationship with your kids is a reflection of how God sees you?
I like to think about things like that.
I’ve got a perfect oily recipe for those days when the kids are whiny and complaining that all moms need!
I don’t know about you, but I am lagging behind lately. It’s already March and my brain just shook out the holidays.
With 9 kids, I have heard many versions of “Mom, I’m bored,” and, “I don’t have anything to do.” I usually send them outside with orders to, “Run around and have FUN!”.
This week I am locked away working on my next book. It turns out that I write better when I don’t have to do 8 loads of laundry a day or grade a dozen math papers.
OK, it’s official. I am so done with my husband being gone. I already knew he was the solid one in the relationship, but after a week without him I am more sure than ever that he is the glue and I am all of the broken pieces.
James goes out of town each August and it seems like every time something happens. Last year the A/C went out, the year before that we sprung a leak under the sink. This year, however, takes the cake.