A Bottle, A Siren, and My Red Face

A baby bottle, that is.  When we dropped our baby girl off at the church nursery one Sunday morning, I realized that our diaper bag was missing its bottle. So I ran to a nearby store, and then hurried back to church. Apparently, Officer Friendly thought I was hurrying...

Bad Kids and a Bad Mom

I have one child, this summer, who needs a lot of correction.One recent morning, he committed about a dozen sins in rapid fire–so many that I was unsure even where to begin and my blood pressure was so high that we both needed some time to decompress. So I sent...

Faith in Public… School

This week, Beyond Bathtime (I blog that I contribute to), is covering School Choice.Every parent must decide how they will educate their children, and this blog has collected input from moms who have chosen homeschool, Christian school, and public school. I especially...

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