Twenty Kids, A Trail, and My Second Grade Hero
My friend Addison comes to a children’s walk downtown prepared! “What a good idea,” I said to her as we headed out of church to hit the trail, pointing to the toy binoculars around her neck. “Thanks,” said the second grader, fingering a...
Two Times I Flubbed Up Royally- and the French Flubber I Want to Be
Todd and I had noticed it on our evening walk, a perfect blue egg on the side walk. It must have fallen out of a nest in our neighbor’s crepe myrtle, dropped onto the soft ground and then rolled down the hill strewn with pine straw onto the sidewalk....
10 Things My Unkempt Yard Is Trying to Tell Me
Todd and I aren’t really yard people. If you live on my street, this will not shock you. But we do like for our yard to be decently straight, not hazardous to children, and kind of pretty from a distance. So during the last month or so, I’ve been devoting...
“Why Would a Girl Dog Do That to a Pillow?”- and Other Thoughts During My Meditation Fail
I gushed to someone the other day how I was trying to meditate each evening and how great it was going and that she should try it because it’s awesome how it trains your mind to be quiet- and how deeply relaxed you feel at the end, as if you’re a rock in...
Tribute Night at the Children’s Hospital
I thought I knew what I was signing up for. I knew it would be sad. How could it be anything else, this annual tribute service at our local children’s hospital? Mamas and daddies and siblings and nurses and doctors would gather together in one room, and we’d call out...
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French By Heart: An American Family’s Adventures in La Belle France
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