A soul that walks on water leaves no footprints, but will make waves."
We are enjoying a full week at the Kelso house. Having decorated for Christmas on Friday, because of a Christmas party here on Saturday, I am just enjoying the warm and twinkly feel in the house. Even with a schedule full of errands and activities, I’…
Last night as we sat around a table eating pizza as a family I looked at my oldest boy and felt the little nudge I’ve been feeling a lot lately. The nudge to make sure he is secure. He’s going through some minor changes. Not like the kind where pimpl…
This morning in the quiet hours before the rest of my little world ventured out of bedroom doors I was able to read and pray without interruption for a while. It is never easy to leave the comfort of my quilts and curl up in the darkness of the living…
I laid Kris cup on the counter, and in a matter of fact tone stated, “I didn’t know what you’d want to drink so I just put ice in your cup.”
Immediately I had a revelation. It was strangely quick, understood and detailed all at once. I heard the Ho…
Why did October seem to last only a week? It has been the shortest month on record.
As many of you know I pride myself somewhat in my ability to say “no” to the many requests for time and service asked of me. In fact…I’m not so proud to admit t…
“The letters are Elvish, of an ancient mode, but the language is that of Mordor, which I will not utter here.” J.R.R. Tolkien
What language do you think? Odd question, I know, but it can be vital to our most precious relationships. Let me explain…
When it comes to kids, Independence and Responsibility haven’t always gone hand in hand. The former SHOULD be given based on the latter, but unfortunately it often the other way around.
We recently had some extra kids here for a birthday sleepover.…
I can’t wait to start writing again. I really am ITCHING to blog. Just can’t find the time. Seriously, into stuff around here.
It’s not rush, rush, but it’s keep moving steadily. Steady moving is enough to keep me from forming enough complete sen…
There once was a man from Kentucky,
Who considered himself quite lucky,
Roof with floor underneath,
A wife with twelve teeth,
And a bookie who’s ever so plucky.
So precise was dear Idabelle Fox,
She had experts come check all her clocks,
“Match the rhythm!” she said,
And she wouldn’t go to bed
Until none of their ticks fell on tocks.