Tag: lessons from kids
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Wounds, Laps and Mothering
During prayer this morning, I was reading a blog post from Father John Riccardo which included an excerpt from The Weight of Glory. It talks about how heavenly glory is really about being childlike and feeling glorious because of the way your Heavenly Father dotes on you. At least that was my takeaway. It made…
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Cooking Up Faith Series: Pre-Packaged Is OK Too
Much to my annoyance, at the announcement that instant mac n cheese was for dinner, my kids cheered. I’m sorry…but I am a above average cook. I have bombed sometimes, but generally what I cook is good, above average good. Regardless of this, many nights I have at least two of my four kids seated…
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Change Your Tune, Not Your Tone
The one place I still struggle with my bilateral cochlear implants is with music; I cannot tell if I am singing in key with others. This weakness came up in conversation recently, but my husband gently verified that I do in fact sing off key. A few days later I was saying prayers with my…
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What Are You Hiding?
When I went to clean my sons’ bathroom the other day, I discovered an absurd amount of toothpaste smeared and crusted to both the floor and the underside of their rug. Needless to say, I was not delighted by this discovery. After explaining to the boys that this would’ve been much easier to clean up…
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Trusting When It Comes To Trimming
My daughter specifically requested I write a post about her since the boys and their boxes in the bathroom made headlines. I spent some time thinking about her and the variety of ways I could write about her: she is very curious and asks a lot of questions, she is very interested in other cultures…
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Maintaining Mudrooms and Preserving Prayer
I don’t know if you have a mudroom at your house, but ours is the last place you pass through before leaving for the day and the first stop when you get home for the day. It’s the place shoes and socks are stored, coolers, beach and pool bags, hats, sports equipment, umbrellas and more.…
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Overflowing Trash Cans and Regret
Too-big boxes lazily shoved into their tiny bathroom trashcan, that’s what I spotted when I walked in my boys’ bedroom bathroom. My inner organizer immediately wanted to grab those boxes out of the trash and take them down to the recycle bin, but instead, I resisted and left them there. The boys would remove those…
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Wet Towels and Discernment
Right before bedtime last night I was looking for a roll of toilet paper to place on the empty holder in my boys’ bathroom. As I opened their cabinet, I found a pile of wet towels stuffed under the sink and the toilet paper adjacent to said towels, had grown in size and the layers…
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The Expectation of Perfection That We Think Is For Our Comfort*
Life would be so much easier if it happened just as we want it to. A couple of days ago I straightened up the downstairs of our rental house. The house is a little cramped because we have more furniture than the house can hold. The place never feels clean, but I have at least…