Sacred Mornings

Sacred Mornings

Oh, sacred mornings. It may be the snooze button or the tennis shoes sitting on my dresser staring me in the face: if I vow to take the best care of what I most value, how would my mornings change? As my two-year-old crept down the stairs at 5:05 a.m., bright-eyed and...
Learn the Ask

Learn the Ask

Oh, the life we try to do alone. As my two-year-old, Teddy, got dressed today, he said his pants were too tight.  In frustration he took them off, turned them inside out, and tried again, pulling them all the way up, still unable to button them, yet straining to make...
Celebration Punch

Celebration Punch

One of our family traditions is to have frozen punch on Christmas Eve. This actually started when my mom made it for my sister and me, and now my kids count down the days until they can have the slushy pink punch. Really, we could make this on any day or for any...
The Gift

The Gift

Our kids received a calendar designed to spread kindness; one activity was to tape change to a vending machine, and the kids were all excited as they taped up the money.  We watched in hopeful anticipation for a few minutes and then Samantha decided that we better add...