• Duck Dynasty,  Jen Hatmaker,  kids,  Ole Miss,  parenting,  Words for Wednesday

    Words for Wednesday, raising kids

    Today’s “Words for Wednesday” have to do with kids…how we perceive, teach, and attempt to shepherd them into adulthood.  “That five-year gap in age is big, … When they played football in the yard, Eli was always the center. I’m sure there was something in Eli that said: ‘One of these days I’m not going to be the center. One day, I’m going to take a snap.’” Archie Manning Came across the following today from Matthew Sims. Go to GDC to read the rest.  “We do serve the God who created all things with the power of his word. He does providentially control all of creation. He does sovereignly work things…

  • Halloween,  kids,  parenting

    Halloween, Round Two

    A couple of weeks ago, I wrote about our deliberations over Halloween costumes and the decisions we had come to. If you’ll remember, my six year-old son decided to be a puppy dog. Although the exact one he wanted a.) did not come in his size and b.) was out of stock, we did manage to find an acceptable puppy dog costume. On the other hand, MC had decided that she and I were to be sock monkeys. Something like this… Yes, I actually agreed to this.  However, as luck (or the opposite of that) would have it, this sock monkey costume had sold out by the time we got…

  • busy,  kids,  parenting

    Balancing our lives…and the lunches

               Sitting on my patio a few nights ago, after a long stretch of long and harried days, staring up at the night sky and the silhouette of the bamboo limbs that form a hedge along our back fence, I found myself contemplating balance. Mainly because my life doesn’t seem to have much lately.             I try not to complain much. I have a very good life. But over the last few weeks, I have been finding my very good life very overwhelming.            (More than likely, most of you haven’t noticed it’s been a few days since…

  • breastfeeding,  kids,  Mommy Wars,  parenting

    Support

    Earlier this week, right after I had posted The Sticky Note, in which I had mentioned this very thing, I read the following from Kim over at Mama By the Bay:         “When I was a Formula Mom, I used to pour formula into Medela bottles, so that the other moms at playgroup thought that it was pumped breastmilk. I felt their eyes on me. I felt shame, and embarrassment. I was different.        Now I am a Breast-Feeding Mom, and I get funny looks and nasty stares when I nurse in public. I feel everyone’s eyes on me. I feel shame, and embarrassment. I am…