The Sandcastle

While visiting the beach, Son #1 and I decided we would build a grand sandcastle.  Quickly, we threw on clothes and ate breakfast.  Then, we sprinted to the beach like Calvin and Hobbs carrying our shovels and pails.  Son #1 scouted out a good location and began to dig.  I knelt down beside him and filled my bucket. Some time passed and the walls of our sand city began to take shape.  Son #1 was busily digging a tunnel while I constructed a three tier palace.  Then, Son #1 called out.  "Mom, I need help." ...more

The T-Shirt

While on vacation at a gorgeous beach get away, our little family wound through the streets looking for a place to eat.  Son #1 trotted ahead with his dad while Son #2 toddled beside me holding onto my finger.  We stopped to look in windows and ponder our options.  Were we hungry for Mexican food?  No.  Not this time.  Did we want to eat Chinese food?  Maybe the adults would like it but the kids would fuss.  What about pizza?  Hmm.  Now that sounds delicious to everybody in the group. ...more

A Baby's Prayer

Son #2 is learning to pray before he goes to bed.  Last night, we read from a devotional book as the boys ate berry cobbler at the kitchen table.  After worship, my husband prayed.  Then, he asked Son #2 if he wanted to say his prayer.  Son #2 babbled and smiled. Our boys closed their eyes and folded their hands as I began.  "Dear..." Son #2 repeated.  "Dearw..." "Jesus"  I continued. "Ee...u"  Son #2 said. "Thank you..."  I stated. "Ta...tu"  Son #2 chirped. ...more

The Runner

 Lately, Son #1 really likes his privacy.  When he was a toddler, I naturally helped him bathe.  Now that he is six, he prefers to wash his hair and body independently.  I'm grateful because it is one less thing that I have to do. This morning's shower time was like any of the other times.  I called out.  "Son, it's time for your shower!" Son #1 complained.  "I don't want to take a shower!"  Why little boys prefer to stink...I'll never know. ...more

The Fountain of Poop

This is for all you parents who have babies in the diaper stage. When Son #2 was about 2 weeks old, he became a little constipated.  I was breastfeeding him at the time and decided to drink INCREDIBLY TALL glasses of all natural fruit smoothies to help him become regular again.  The plan seemed to be working.  ...more

Fishing For The Helicopter

Son #1 got a remote control helicopter for Christmas.  My husband, Son #1, and my brother took it into the backyard to play.  The helicopter buzzed around the yard like a drunken wasp as each one took their turn.  They had to be very careful, though, because the slightest breeze would send the waspish helicopter sailing away.  The first time my husband came in for the step ladder was to retreive the helicopter from the roof of our house.  Son #1 found this all very exciting. ...more

Big Brother Talks About Brand New Baby Brother At Bank

Several weeks after giving birth to Son #2, I found myself at the bank with Son #1.  He was proudly discussing his new baby brother with some of the employees. They asked.  "So how do you like your new baby brother?"  "Oh, I like him a lot!"  He replied exuberantly. "Do you help your mommy?"  They queried. "Well...sometimes."  Son #1 answered. "What does baby brother do?"  They asked again. ...more