Blushing
An intrepid young lass named Lou Anne
Held no fear of beast nor of man
Unyielding and strong
Never ruffled or wrong
Still she blushed when a boy held her hand
Month: May 2010
Sitting
I’m sitting at the car dealership having our 65,000 mile service accomplished. It is always somewhat of a pain to be here in an enclosed space where my kids are limited by the dirty toys but at least this time…I have free wi-fi.We had a nice dinne…
Decisions
Well, after lots of praying and talking Kris and I have come to a conclusion on what we need to do for the boys this fall. Owen will continue at MJCA next year while Ivan will start pre-school at home with mommy and a yet to be determined curriculum.…
Lost Art
A young man named Arthur McFhenWeaved a tale and a vision in penWhen his wife deigned to lookShe said, “This is no book!”So he took to accounting againSchool is almost over for the year. Owen is excited about summer break and things are movi…
Uprooted
I have the privilege of having a heritage that has allowed me to draw from a well of honorable spiritual examples. I have the pleasure of recounting a wealth of wisdom and common sense passed down through tradition and practice from well respected men a…
School
I have NEVER wanted to home school.
I have prayed about it and I am thankful that we have been fortunate enough to have options. We have great public schools here in our county, we have enough means to send them to private school and I am a stay at h…
Pretty Food
I love to make little desserts that are pretty. We are having company tonight. I wish all of you could come and eat these with me. 🙂
Missing Mother’s Day
Mother’s Day weekend was prefaced by a flood. I’ve written a little about that but have yet to tell of some of the personal experiences associated with it. That Saturday Kris and I were completely oblivious to the horror that was going on around us. W…
Long Toes
A short boy they call little Mose
Has small feet but very large toes
He can’t play hide and seek
‘Cause his sneakers won’t sneak
He leaves toe prints wherever he goes
Century Flood
There once was a town on the riverWhose heart was that of a giverWhen the water would riseThat heart swelled in sizeAnd everyone chose to deliverIt’s not a perfect sentiment but it isn’t Friday either.I’m so proud of our town, of our Volu…