I stepped over to my side yard swing, sighed deep, and sat down in the evening sunshine. The air was warm and fragrant with late spring blooms, and the neighbor kids were giggling on the other side of the fence. “This is my mud cupcake,” said the toddler sister. “See? See? See my mud cupcake?” … Continue reading The toddler and the f-bomb
Children are notorious for clamming up just when we're eager to know about their school day. These 11 tips will get your children talking.
But lately that’s changed. There is a new glow to go along with street lamps and fireflies. It’s the glow of a cell phone waiting for a Pokémon vibration. And who’s playing? Everybody...But I noticed one particular trend on my street. Parents – with their kids.
Last night I stood at the bedside of a little first-grade boy whose mother knelt down beside him with his hand in hers. His pale face was peaceful, and only the absence of red on his lips hinted that it had been over an hour since he’d passed away. He was beautiful, and I cannot … Continue reading A grieving brother levels up
My son, a rough and tumble yet oddly thoughtful four year old, came running in the front door, breathless and red-faced and nearly tripping over the threshold. “Mom! Pumba and Doof Doof just got into a really bad fight and Doof Doof’s nose came off!” This was unlike my son’s friends. They were always adventurers, … Continue reading The imaginary friend who got lost
You might be surprised what you can learn about your child by really listening to their art.
Are your kids home because God wanted them to have a day off?