Paperwork Pregnant
I am, as they say, “paperwork pregnant.” It wasn’t coursing hormones or a full bladder that stirred me this morning at 5:06, but a chirpy…
8 Practical Ways to Parent with Grace
“You look festive!” My friend looked over my golf-ball-sized silver hoops, turquoise tank, knit plum skirt. It was one of my more art teacher-ish outfits….
How to Raise Good Conversationalists
It was the dress rehearsal for “The Pirates of Penzance” at a local Christian school. A friend had asked me to pitch in on the…
Is Your To-Do List a Monster?
Something tells me I’m not the only one with a to-do list that’s got a lot more mileage than my day. You’ve been there. When…
Chillin’ with My Husband: Time for a Plan
It was time: My husband and I took a night away just before the new year. We needed to pray, to plan, to think—both alone…
Art Lessons … From My Daughter and Her Father
Sunday afternoons at my house have had some perks lately. They have found me on my back porch with a little 5-year-old who looks a…
Christmas in Uganda
It needs to be said. For a mzungu (a foreigner), Christmas on the Equator is a little … weird. You’ve got the sun shining away…
Quiet Time Ideas for Moms of Littles
I’ve been there, and am still somewhat there. It’s fuzzy. Mostly for severe lack of sleep. But I remember. Some of you are still nursing…
Faith: Small Weights, Lots of Reps
A handful of people I talk to seem bewildered—or concerned—by some strange internal constitution that would make us attempt Africa with four kids. (It seems…
New Year, New Adventure—Same ol’ Me (and New Me)
Well, it’s 2012—and for me, the countdown is ticking. God-willing, my family will toddle, wheel, walk, and drag itself into six plane seats bound in…