I have always tried to find a better way to come at Lent with my kids. This year is no different, as we are 1 day out and Annie is settled on giving up the monkey bars. God bless her little heart, she loves her some monkey bars. It’s probably too much to expect a 7-year-old to be reflective, but Gabe and Kate are … Read More Into the Desert–A different way to think about Lent
Most of the protesters drove by in cars. But this guy stood on our side of the street. Since we were walking on the sidewalk, he was standing in the bushes, inches from the marchers. “WE NEED OUR GUNS” he yelled. “WE AREN’T SAFE HERE.” Then, strangely “IF YOU DON’T LIKE GUNS, GO TO MEXICO.” A grandmother in front of us stopped. She spoke … Read More Yeah, but why is he yelling?
My friend Tonya posted this on her Facebook page. I paid close attention because she doesn’t usually say this much. It’s pretty phenomenal, so I asked if I could share it here. My children all unanimously decided I was “an average mom”. We were all having a deep and insightful conversation over dinner last night, and at one point in the dialoguing, I was … Read More Average Mom
Sisters, we got a puppy. I KNOW. But here’s what happened. Two weeks ago I was driving the kids home from Sunday school and when I got to the intersection where the Humane society is located, I felt the command to turn. “Where’re we going?” Gabe asked. “Let’s go look at dogs.” “Are we getting one????” Annie squealed from the back seat. “Only if … Read More Dasher
Dear Jen Hatmaker, I just finished Of Mess and Moxie. Thanks for the laughs. Like all good books, it taught me a lesson. I thought I should share it, because sharing is caring and all that jazz. You wrote this in Chapter 21, How To (Part Four): How to do the laundry: “8. Remember the darks! Yay, you! Despair at the light load in … Read More From One Jen to Another
Let me get this straight. You really thought you were going to bring your perfectly make-up’d, perfectly coiffed, cougar self to the club on a holiday to lounge in the pool, flirt with the lifeguards and keep your hair dry? Lady, you had one too many organic agave margaritas. There is a reason the rest of us are wearing ball caps. We all have … Read More To the Cougar at the Pool
*With a tip of the hat to Allison Tate’s “The Mom Stays in the Picture” Yesterday I spent four hours at the official opening of the neighborhood pool, which we joined for the summer. There were at least 200 people at this party. You know how many moms got in the pool over the course of four hours? Six. At one point I counted … Read More The Mom Gets in the Pool*
We went to Lake Tahoe for Easter. We stayed with cousins. We went to the sno-park and had a seafood dinner and there was ice cream and swimming and prime rib and an Easter egg hunt. And then on Sunday afternoon, when I wanted to hit the shops before dinner, one of my lovelies threw a fit: I don’t want to go shopping. That’s … Read More Teaching Gratitude
“We can’t restore our civilization with somebody else’s babies.” Steve King I have grown. I used to fear and pray for and love over only my own children. For so long, that was my measure of personal well-being, if my own babies were healthy and happy. My world was small because I was so scared. And I was scared because my world was so … Read More My Babies Are Your Babies Are My Babies
I was having coffee with a mom friend of mine and the subject of sex and chastity came up. Her son is 12 and Gabe is 10 and Kate is 8 and while she’s early for all this, some of her girlfriends are wearing bras. So far, we’ve covered just the facts, ma’am, with both of our older kids. I wish I had a … Read More How do we get The Talk right?
For so many of us, this week feels dangerous. People are getting ready, which means different things to different folks. Some are going to guard the gates. And some are going to shepherd others to safety until the storm passes. We all have a call to justice. But we have to listen to the way of the call. For me, even though my … Read More Be the Light
This is Alejandro. He’s ten. We met him last year when he and Gabe played together during basketball season. He’ll be mad at me for saying this, but he’s adorable. And a baller. Plays mean defense with his good buddy Alex. But he was gone a lot from practice, and he missed some games. When I finally saw his mom Kyndra again I … Read More Believe