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some words for a friday

We’re wrapping up our first week of homeschooling for the school year; crazy how a week can seem like a thousand years. There’s been tears and laughter and so many sibling spats. I told my friend that I feel like I’m mentally panting, trying to catch my breath as I keep up with all the…

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the every day of every day

It was a usual day, as days go around here. Some laundry happened. Kids played, cried, yelled, and fought. The weather was lovely then rainy then just plain ‘ol hot. We ran errands to get out (it was the little extrovert’s request). Some melted down before our destination (that would the little introvert). But we…

humor me

   Here’s some thoughts and conversations that have  had me laughing as of late.  *** We’ve been playing a version of the board game LIFE called LIFE: Twists and Turns. It divides the board into four sections (family, career, education, and adventures) and you get to to decide what to do and how often. It’s lead…

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on finding your people

Last year I sat in a homeschool training session where the speaker was talking about letting your kids be kids. She lamented her own tendencies toward control and cleanliness and frequent ‘no’s’ when it came to creating. Then she mentioned how her friend’s house was the opposite, all piles and crafts and art and creativity bursting…

why colorblind is not the answer

Years ago, I stood at a table in Burger King, snapping an unwilling toddler into a high chair while trying to keep an eye on my preschooler who had gone in search of napkins to clean up the sticky table. The toddler arched his back in protest, legs kicking and chubby hands pushing me away, then opened his…

forever and ever, til death do us part

I seem to write a lot about expectations. I think you could reasonably say that meeting expectations and sensing expectations and redefining expectations have all been themes of my last decade. Because parenting and homeschooling and adulting and growing up…well…they just haven’t been what I expected. And then there’s marriage. How can you know at the…