A birthday party turns wild leaving a prince in a dangerous situation. This is why a mother prays constantly for her family especially her children. Continue reading “One Wild Night”
I watched my youngest prince run in the backyard. He moves with fluid grace. His actions, arm movements, and facial expressions indicate a magnificent battle playing out in his head. His heart is in the story. He does not notice me watching for a few minutes from my bedroom window. Continue reading “Stories Lost?”
My weekend started with the big dresser switch. Can we get it done in one weekend? One son has to work. The rest of us want to recoup from the week. My weekend warrior said “Oh it is so on!” Is that a creak I hear in my shoulders?
The Mom Trap
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Moms fix everything especially, when we are little tykes. Moms start by learning to anticipate all the needs of this wonder of life called a newborn or child you’ve adopted. Continue reading “The Mom Trap”
The Things I Hear!
Youngest Prince exits his room. He says “You’re lucky. I just died.” Continue reading “The Things I Hear!”
Now don’t get all excited except, if it’s about Princes of the Realm. This has nothing to do with the name Trump. It has everything to do with the actual verb “trump…” Continue reading “Trumping Mom”
The Monster under the Bed!
Ack! I found it! It does exist. At least for moms it does! It looks like the detritus of the life of a teen boy. But…Methinks its moving…the stuff may be alive! What sort of creature is this? Continue reading “The Monster under the Bed!”
Back to the Realm
Milly’s Realm that is! I got bogged down in the post I’d planned and it just wasn’t meshing right. I think God is trying to teach me something and like a stubborn student, I didn’t get it yet. Ah self-imposed deadlines…What to do? What to do? Continue reading “Back to the Realm”
Preachin’ Millennial Style!
The eldest prince and I had an interesting and, I thought, funny conversation about American culture. Continue reading “Preachin’ Millennial Style!”