Stay little. Never grow up. I am trying to capture these moments as much as possible to photos and pictures in my mind, but I cannot capture you in a time warp that keeps your hand small enough to fit inside my own. With four children in tow, I stop often to remember the baby… Read More Hold Tight to the Mission Field of Parenting
Time to talk story. When I was a child I loved my Barbie Camper. It wasn’t the flaming hot pink you see these days. It was dull yellow with chunky parts that lacked a hot tub in the back. We went for many rides around a sun-burnt yard every summer of my youth until one… Read More Born Again
Once upon a time my daughter was afraid. She stood at the top of the high dive biting her nails. Shouts of encouragement and frustration ran up the ladder after her. Our little fish lost the will to jump in. Many years later I recall how agitated I felt over her nail-biting and change of… Read More Huddled Together Without Fear