For those who live in southwest Missouri, we get to enjoy truly all four seasons of the year… sometimes in one day. I kid you not, this weather in this part of the country is downright bipolar at times. Case in point, we have a frost warning overnight[…]

I’m not proud of it, but last week, I had the realization that I have a God-complex. Last Thursday, my husband and I were baking for an event we were having at church.  The music was blaring through the house, and somewhere in the midst of that I[…]

This week has been long-anticipated for about 3 months in the Douglas School of Awesomeness. Jesse is in kindergarten and learns a new letter each week. This week it’s B- B for butterfly. And not unlike the rest of the country on Giraffe Baby watch, our family has[…]

This last week has been hard. I mean HARD! No, nobody died, I didn’t lose any limbs, the house did not burn down, and all our pets and houseplants are still alive… and  yet, I feel like I’ve been beaten on the inside with a baseball bat. I[…]

I’m in the middle of a series writing over Matthew 14 where Jesus feeds the crowd of 5000 with only 5 loaves of bread and 2 fish. I have a second and third discussion planned, but the last 2 days I’ve been reminded, sometimes hourly, of a really[…]

Our daughter Anna, who has Down syndrome, just turned one. Children with these designer genes tend to be delayed on their development- sometimes up to two or three years in motor skills. Because of this, Anna has received physical therapy since she was about 3 weeks old. This[…]

My boys are the best disobedient helpers ever! They have mastered it completely. We put up Christmas at our house yesterday and my 4-year old was feverishly jumping between me and Gabe in an effort to “help”‘ us decorate. Our ‘Little Napoleon’, as you’ve heard me call him,[…]

Welcome back dear ones for part 2 of Coloring in the Lines. I ended last week discussing the idea of improvement; that I would be a bit concerned if my 4 year old was still coloring the same (or worse?) than he was 2 years ago. Something would[…]

It was opening day for Term 2 at Camp Barnabas. Intake at the WellHouse for the nurses was in full force and I had just been called over by one of my nurses asking if camp had lemon juice. A camper apparently needed some so therefore the medical[…]