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The way it works.
I had Cade with me at the greenhouse today, as I shopped for plants. It was really crowded, so at one point I parked my cart (with Cade in it) in the aisle and went down a row to check out the wave petunias. To make sure I could still hear him, Cade raised...
An Amy Grant Song & a Puddle of Tears
I don’t remember what the speaker said. I don’t even remember where the event was. I do remember the prayer room, packed with clusters of tweens. And I remember tears gushing down my cheeks, as I sobbed with deep conviction. Pastor Austin , who had come...
Posted: May 17 2010, 02:08 PM by Shannon | with no comments
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Grocery Aisle Courtesy
In the grocery store last week, a cute little preschool aged girl was blocking the way of my cart in the baking aisle. I smiled down at her cheerfully, and said, "'Scuse me, Sweetie." Her mom, who had been studying the ingredients of a package...
Posted: May 14 2010, 10:49 AM by Shannon | with 4 comment(s)
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"The Death of Thomas Edison" by Cole, age 7
At seven, Cole wanted to be an ‘awfer’. He asked me what his next story should be about. I said, “Well, it’s good to write about the really important things in your life, Cole. Even the sad, important things. So, how about..." “Thomas Edison?” he...
Posted: Mar 31 2010, 03:13 PM by Shannon | with no comments
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I was expecting You.
My mom coined this phrase to describe my husband: "Easy to please; hard to impress." It's true. No matter what you feed him. No matter what you select as a gift. Whatever clothes you wear, furniture you carry in, or paint you put on the...
Posted: Mar 28 2010, 10:08 PM by Shannon | with no comments
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A Purple Smudged Valentine
Cade used a purple marker to address his Valentines, and insisted that he did not want or need my help. Now, I was at his side helping him decipher the purple smears on the glossy paper. It was tricky because he could only fit about three purple letters...
U and Me
When Lindsay was almost three, I was practicing her alphabet flashcards with her. My maternal pride swelled with each letter that she named correctly: P, S, L, T.... But when I showed Lindsay the letter "U", she said, "Me!" I said...
Oversimplified Prayers
When I was expecting our first child, Ken and I spent a weekend caring for our friends' three-year-old twins and two-year-old. I thought, "This will be a good opportunity for Ken to practice his soon-to-be-employed 'Daddy' skills."...
Meeting the Claus's
"I want to meet the Claus's," said six-year-old Cade emphatically. "They are such nice people!" I thought this was a very sweet thing for my boy to say. Rather than just happily collecting whatever is placed beneath the tree tonight...
My Christmas-Card-Only Friend
We have a friend whose trajectory in life seems to always be on a steady incline which never dips. Some years ago, he criticized my husband and me because our plotline was, at that point, tanking. This was less than encouraging. It didn't make us...
"I want my own baby Jesus..."
In Hobby Lobby today, a mom and her kids were looking at some little ceramic nativity sets-the kind that you paint. She said, "Oh, let's get this set, you guys! We can all work on it together! Look-there's a baby Jesus, a Mary, a Joseph....
The Bird Whipping Bible Story
‘Oh! Yeah!” responded Cade after Sunday School, excited to share what he remembered from his lesson. “We learned about when Jesus whipped the birds!” Whipped the birds? Gentle Jesus? Creator of all? We tried to not laugh, which we knew would make Cade...
Pot Belly Potential
Recently my mom was waiting in a lobby with our youngest, Cade. An older man sat on a bench nearby. He looked to be about eighty years old and had a huge pot belly. Without warning, Cade wandered over to the man, rested a hand on his protruding stomach...
The Rejected Bee Guy
I had just inaugurated naptime, which consisted of laying Cole down, putting my 'Naps in Session!' sticky note on the doorbell, and pulling the huge box of ponies out from beneath Lindsay's bed. With both kids settled, I headed for a long...
Jesus vs. The Cheesiest
Me: "Why did Jesus die?" Cade: "To save us from our sins." Me: "Have you sinned?" Cade: "Yea, like when I scratched Cole last night." Me: "What is God's punishment for sin?" Cade: "He says we...
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