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On Bouldering and Being Brave

We went bouldering on Friday. Accidentally, because that’s how I fall headlong through our life these wild and wooly days. Second son shouted from the top of every rock, “It’s so beautiful up here!” And insisted on winking at me in almost every photo.Darling Girl insisted on jumping off or over every obstacle in her path, adamant that I not steady her. Wee Man took a running start over the edge of a boulder, only to break his fall with his sister’s kneecaps....

Happy Birthday J: On Grace, and Dancing.

Dearest J, my firstborn, my first girl. It’s your birthday tonight, and I’ve got some words to say to you. Truth be told, I’m feeling a little overwhelmed these days … truth be told, I’m a lot overwhelmed . Our life just keeps on happening in trickle down ways on trickle down days, and I turned around and you, my first baby, have been here a decade. I spent most of that decade in a daze wearing yoga pants and...

An Open Letter to my Mother-in-Law

(In the space of two short weeks, we’ve celebrated my husband’s birthday, our 12th anniversary, and Mother’s Day. This felt right today, to honor my mother-in-law the way she honors us. Don’t worry, I love my mom too – you’ll learn more about her tomorrow.) Dear Kris, Thirty-nine years you’ve had this boy (man), and for the last twelve, you’ve ever so graciously relinquished him to me. You embraced me into your family with all the attending chaos – the feet...

Parenting Idols

(I wrote this a few weeks ago … just now linking up here because I want you to hear me.)  PARENTING IDOLS I have a confession to make. I made an idol of my children. More accurately, the idea of my children, and my expectations of who they would be. I just knew, thanks to my loving yet firm hand, that they would exhibit first time obedience and perfect church behavior. We would homeschool, of course, with charts, and they would be...

Holy Moments of Motherhood

Today, I found tortilla chips in my son’s back pockets before throwing his pants in the washer. I told my boys to stop knife fighting at the bus stop. (Not real knives.) I haven’t showered much this week.I held my baby and let her sleep on my chest because she has the flu.Four out of six people have had the flu at our house in the last four days.I logged some serious time in the hammock. These are the holy moments of...

Wee Man: A Birthday Letter

(We’ve endured a series of curveballs, but I am determined to write this boy a birthday letter. We are going on four months now…) A Birthday Letter Dear Son, Happy Birthday (ish). This birthday letter is long overdue. Five whole years you’ve been taking in air. You with the impossible grin and your daddy’s eyes peering up at me at 5 am. From the moment you exploded onto the scene, all red and squalling, you’ve been living your life at max capacity. It is...