Today, Jack keeps asking me if he can eat his lunch:
Can I eat my cheese please?
Can I eat my crackers please?
Can I drink my milk please?
With every single bite. Cute? Endearing? Becoming monotonous? A little of each. Remembering he won’t always be 3 1/2 and I can both enjoy and be annoyed at the same time. 🙂
The Way of Gratitude: Day 5 (originally posted here) A note before this repost. Reading and watching this, I am filled with glee. While back then I was grateful for a milestone, today I am grateful for the relationship that has developed over the last 3 years between my boys. They may fight, but they are […]
I loved school as a kid. The line from You’ve Got Mail about a bouquet of newly sharpened pencils gets me every time. I am taken back to the excitement of a new classroom, new teacher, new friends… new beginnings. I suppose that is the best part. The chance to start something new and to move ahead in […]
I wrote these words this past spring and they did not make it up on this blog then. I would like to share them with you now. For three and a half years, I slaved away at Denver Seminary working towards my Master of Divinity degree. The last nine moths of those years I was […]
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