My Jumping Jellybean settled in for the evening inside her bedroom, I lie down on the double bed that serves as center piece, for evening stories and prayers. Tonight’s Bible verse is this: “…always try to be kind to each other and to everyone else (I Thess. 5:18b).” That pretty much sums it up. At …
Happy Hour at the Gard residence is officially beginning. It is that time of the night when mama bear can let her hair down, exhale a whole lot of hot air and cut loose on the computer while the little cubs hibernate in their little dens. There are no thankfully no audible sounds coming from …
It is about a million degrees in the house right now, this summer solstice evening. I have just come downstairs for the umpteenth time, floating on heat waves as I ride the banister. The last trip was to tuck my youngest daughter in bed with throw pillows and blankets all in place along with every …
How Not to Have the Vacay of your Dreams… I have had this recurring dreaming for the past couple of weeks . The dream goes mostly like this: I am finished work and school is out for the summer. In the shade a brightly colored beach umbrella, I am relaxing poolside with my favorite book …
I broke a fourth tooth in less than a year, all while eating a bagged lunch the other day. A lunch that my husband had prepared for me, nonetheless. I was eating alphabet pretzels when the tooth crumbled, in case you are wondering- creating a taste sensation of unparalleled proportions as it mixed in with …
I am procrastinating tonight. It has taken me all night to sit down here to this open page and just write. Proving how far I have to go to become a blogging superstar. It is amazing how one can find so many reasons to delay that which is inevitable. That is, to delay writing when …
Can’t think, brain’s numb: inspiration won’t come. Children cried; I’m fried. Friday’s glow already died. Poop on boots; bike helmet like a noose Think I’ve got a few screws loose. Kids in bed, legs feel like lead. Can’t even read what I just said. Husband- T.V. That’s just groovy. Facebook- your just like a movie. …
I am. An accident waiting for it to happen. I also am a magnet for any kind of weird and crazy happenstance. Take yesterday, for instance. We were driving to Husband’s parent’s house, and as it was a beautiful day, I had my arm out the window. For about two seconds, mind you. And all …
Reminded today that our children love us as we are: unconditionally, uninhibited, unequivocally. Children see in us beauty, strength, patience and understanding, things we often do not give ourselves credit for. They make us the hero- champions of all things wise and wonderful: beautiful princesses, brave knights, diverse and varied role models and mythic magicians. …
My students are all colouring pictures of teddy bears which they have all coincidentally named after themselves. I am standing in front of them trying to re-cap a lesson we have just finished on healthy living. A visit by two public health nurses, one teddy bear clinic and seven booklets of information later, we are …
Another day, another inner struggle to find joy amidst the rubble of the stuff from which we build our stories . Stories that tell of who we are. What we are. What we want to become. My story: I want to find joy, and oft I have tried to claim it. I have even chosen …
I wake up before 6:00 a.m. to a child stealing my pillow and a husband snoring. Happy Mother’s Day, 2012. I crawl out of bed to ready for the day of festivities…birthday present openings and birthday breakfast for the ten-year old, phone calls, church, dinner out, visits with family, church again, lesson planning for tomorrow, …