A few years ago, about a second before the kids were going back to school, my enneagram 7 husband says, “We should take a family trip. To South Dakota.” I looked at him blankly. Because… planning. In order to make it work we would need to leave in about a minute. OK,...
I just got back from spending a day listening to Curt Thompson. So much of what he had to say was for counseling professionals, but as a mom, I couldn’t help but consider my kids as I listened. So, here are a few of the points of reflection I’m still mulling over.
I was quiet, so my kids were quiet. My voice was not loud, so when I said something my kids were looking at my face with rapt attention. Quiet does not mean unclear. We can listen and look intently into the face of the one who loves us too.
Shaping loves isn’t always fancy. It can take lots of raw, unimpressive moments that cumulatively do foundational work.
We’ve developed a few favorite phrases that we say a lot. This is especially helpful when you have boys that don’t have capacity to listen to mom offer a sermon… My word capacity is not their word capacity.
When we value strong character in our households, we contribute to having a lasting impact on not only our child, but also on the world around them.
In my whole life, I have never been so simultaneously exhausted and filled to overflowing from the effort of raising my little people. So there are some anchors I cling to and would encourage you with, as Moms of eternal humans.
I wrote a post for my little men in 2014; that inspired this — a post for my daughter. There are days that I look at our world in all of it’s glories and all of it’s gore and I think, this world of ours desperately needs women — great women. Not instead of or...
I am pregnant. (!!!!!!!!) Yes, that somewhat explains my silence — my sudden and irrefutable need for sleep has trumped, well, almost everything once my parenting duties are complete for the night. And not surprisingly it has also inspired some reflection and...
I had an unexpected opportunity to address the subject of bravery at bath time the other night. My 4 year old (who does NOT like water in his eyes) asked to take a shower (while he might not have thought that one through, I saw it as progress); so I made a deal with...