Wes chose to draw instead of finishing his work. He had to stay in at recess.”
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Wes chose to draw instead of finishing his work. He had to stay in at recess.”
#itwasahardfirstdayback
#EthanandLaylawerestilloff
#physicallyatschoolbutstillmentallyonvacation
#Icorrectedhimbutlaughedontheinside
#gethimZorro

The family went down to the Mission Centers of Houston this past weekend to serve by organizing the pantry, arranging food and drinks on shelves and taking a tour of the facility so we would know more about their mission. After we finished, we headed over to the gym where we had an impromptu game…
“Goodnight, you old bad guy.” Not only did I cringe when I heard it, I corrected him. “Goodnight, you old bad guy” is what my 4 year old son said to a good family friend of ours, Alex, a young man who frequently visits my parents home. Instantly I said, “Wesley, that is disrespectful language….
I don’t think there is anything in the world more thrilling than seeing God. Though He might not make himself visible to the eye, He unquestionably shows His hand through circumstances. I have a friend whose name is Barbara. She is one of the neatest ladies I know, and when I think about the reason…
My child will never know the “normal” family. He will never grow up in God’s biblical family design. As a single mom of a 3 year old, this is something that I have grieved over. I grew up with 2 godly parents who have been faithful to each other all of their lives. They taught my brother…
The kingdom belongs to such as these. My kid is 3 ½ and he loves music. I mean, he really loves music. Right now, peeking into his playroom, he has 2 ukeleles, 1 acoustic guitar, 1 electric guitar, a piano, a keyboard, a drum set and a percussion set. You would think he would get…
To my owner, I feel the need to get a few things off my chest. We’ve had a whole year together now and I want to take some time to review some of our most memorable moments. I am entitling this letter, “My Canine Confessions”. It was me who ate the entire box of crayons….