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.
Parenting white kids in the wake of George Floyd’s death.
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.
The Hardest Thing I’ve Ever Done
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 →
Here We Go Again …
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 →
On Parenting
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 →