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inspiring the pragmatic practice of intimacy with Christ
t-minus 12 hours.
Me: "PinkGirl, you know what time it is?" PinkGirl: "what?" Me: "Time to lay out your clothes for school tomorrow." ...
facebook fragments of a Mother’s Day weekend.
In case you don't follow me on facebook or twitter, here's a little compilation of my weekend updates: Friday, May ...
the foundation of my work ethic. “Would you like fries with that?”
My daughter was lounging around the house in a circa 1970s McDonalds uniform last night. The neon green version. Attractive, ...
“Discovery Day” is right.
FirstHusband and FavoriteSon went to a college "Discovery Day" on Saturday, inspecting a potential choice for FavoriteSon. I think it ...
a perfectly good cup of coffee, wasted.
When I told PinkGirl it was okay to put peanut butter on the snooze button of her dad's alarm clock ...
identity crisis. part 1.
Eleven year old PinkGirl auditioned for Beauty and the Beast this month. Of course she wanted the part of Belle ...
Dear PinkGirl: don’t copy me.
There’s a certain person in my daughter’s life, who if she allows it, erodes her joy. I’ll call her TheBully ...
God gave her to me on purpose.
PinkGirl spent nearly an HOUR crying last night. About E.V.E.R.Y.thing. She went from one problem to the next, never stopping, ...
6:45am: Me, trying to wake PinkGirl this morning: "Good morning Ida." (her character in the play she's in rehearsals for) ...