Maisy and Nash may have outgrown their belief in Santa. As well as the Elves of Christmas Pajamas.  You know. The little fairyfolks who...

Ahh, little Lola Leigh. Welcome to the world. We are so (very, very) glad you’re here.  You arrived a bit ahead of schedule, and yet, by...

When our son Luke was a wee lad he made the astute observation that “there seems to be a little bit of the mom and a little bit of the...

I woke up feeling stressed for my people, and as the morning has unfolded it has only gotten worse. I hoped to complete a blog post....

We received a call first thing Saturday morning. Totally unexpected. I’d posted a few days prior, something about it being a big week for...

“How can kids listen to the same thing on repeat without losing their minds?” Papi was feeling a little crazy from too much Mickey Mouse...

Happy 80th Birthday, Mom! I hope you don’t mind me sharing this information with the general public. Which, realistically, is a very...

Maisy turned six last week, and we celebrated with a sleepover. This, for the foreseeable future, will be our tradition. We stumbled upon...

Lately I’ve been thinking a lot about the Church. Church, capital C, as well as church, lowercase. Mostly I’ve been thinking about church...

Last weekend I ran a Mother’s Day Half Marathon with two of my sons. The run, in so many ways, felt like a word picture for my season of...

Dear Luke, This graduation is such a big deal, and I am over-the-moon proud of you. Several times during these past three years Dad and I...

Kyle and I are in California, enjoying a visit with Nils and his wife, Brina. They’re newly expecting their first baby. This morning Nils...

Papi and Nana have a new grand-baby on the way. A precious boy, or cherished girl, we do not know. I say on the way, but the way is...

Maybe I was a bit of an odd child. Serious natured to be sure. Always drawn to sacred things. Holy spaces. I loved church. The church of...

Dear Maisy, I’m writing this letter to five-year-old you, because I want to tell you about something that makes me super-duper happy....

When I chose my word for 2024 I knew it was nuanced. The word began with my husband, but from the start I knew it was more. TOGETHER was...

Together. My word for 2024. I don’t alway do this. Looking back at last year’s post, I’m not even sure I made a resolution. But this year...

After Jesus was born in Bethlehem in Judea, during the time of King Herod, Magi from the east came to Jerusalem and asked, “Where is the...

I chose PEACE for my Christmas mantel this year. A glittery splash from the past, chipboard letters that once embellished another home,...

Good morning little flock. It’s been a while and I’ve missed you. Turns out writing blog posts falls into the category of significant but...