Failing well is an art. I know that because I don’t do it very well. I’m trying to teach my kids how to fail well but I can’t teach them something I don’t know myself. So we are all learning together.
As a parent, I'm trying to walk the seemingly impossible line between helping our kids see and understand the evil in this world and allowing them an unburdened and carefree childhood.
I know lots of girls grow up dreaming of being a mom. I'm not one of them. In fact, until I was married, I wasn't sure I even wanted to have children at all. Then four months after our wedding I got pregnant and figured I better get on board with God's plan for me.... Continue Reading →
My husband has been encouraging me to start blogging again for a couple years. I have been wanting to as well, but with two littles constantly demanding my attention, I haven't made it a priority. But I still have lots to say and almost every day I find myself thinking that would be worth sharing on... Continue Reading →
As the mother of a 16-month-old and another on the way, I've been thinking a lot of the kind of parent I want to be. How much do I shelter my kids from the world? How much do I let them learn things "the hard way?" How much do I protect them? What is my... Continue Reading →