Have you ever heard someone say, "I can't wait until..." Usually, that's followed by something like, "... our beach vacation!" or "... the kids go to bed." And those are both GREAT things to be classically impatient about. In fact, they're both super-awesome and I wouldn't begrudge anyone for wishing the time to fly by so they can put their toes in the ocean or put away a few cookies. Alone. On the sofa.
This isn't the kind of impatience that hurts us. It doesn't rob us of an experience or wish away a memory - it's anticipatory. We're still living our lives and making memories or in-the-moment while we're waiting to get to build that sand castle.
This gentle warning...
Texting. Goodness gracious, can I give the inventor of texting a loud and proud high five?
Texting is a wonderful way to quickly communicate with each other. I love texting and prefer it over phone calls while juggling homework, cooking supper, and putting on a load of laundry in the evenings. However the downfall to texting for me is in the act of actually responding. Every.Single.Day.
My phone dings, signifying a text has come through. I glance at my phone and read the message. Then somewhere in the process of replying in my head and actually typing it out there is a misfire, a distraction that keeps me from responding. I put my phone down, then POOF, my mind is on to the next thing. That little red number on my...
It’s a weird feeling- grieving your home and all that was in it. It’s almost like losing a loved one. At first, you don’t really believe you’ve lost them. It just doesn't quite sink in. But then you go to call them or come across an old picture, and the reality of it all begins to hit you. That's where I’m at now.
When I leave the grocery store and accidentally start driving towards our house - it hits me! When I come across an old photograph taken in our home -- it hits me! When I watch someone use a blanket, frying pan or handbag that looks similar to one I used to have - it hits me! Every...
Recently my son, Micah, and I were heading home from camp when the song “Dear Younger Me” by Mercy Me came on. If you haven’t heard the song, it is a great one! Micah (11) quickly piped up and said “I don’t get this song, why would you want to tell your younger self stuff?” I responded,“There are things that as you get older you realize may not have been the smartest move to make.” Micah replied,“But if you didn’t do all the WRONG things wouldn’t you have missed out on some of the best things in life?” As I thought about that statement made by my way too mature 11-year-old, I realized that he may be right about that for...
Help me out, y'all! This is a topic that I would really love to get some feedback on because it's been bothering me a lot. So, here's the deal. The American Academy of Pediatrics recommends that kids 2 and older have no more than 1 to 2 hours of screen time every day. That means TV, tablets and computers. And let me tell you, I try really, really hard to stick to that recommendation. On the days that we go over two hours, I feel like a terrible mom. Like, really, really crummy. But lately, I've been wondering, "Am I too strict about screen time?"
Because when I think about it, I realize that I watched a LOT of TV when I was growing...
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