Blaise Pascal"If you gain, you gain all; if you lose, you lose nothing. Wager, then, without hesitation that He is."
Adlai E. Stevenson"A wise man who stands firm is a statesman. A foolish man who stands firm is a catastrophe."
Helen Gahagan Douglas"Character isn't inherited. One builds it daily by the way one thinks and acts, thought by thought, action by action."
Monthly Archives: March 2012
So, here’s what I’ve been thinking about this afternoon — amid trips to school, loads of laundry and prepping dinner. (Insert a long pause while I try to remember just what it *was* that I sat down here to say.) … … Continue reading
Last night a young princess arrived at our house for a visit. She traveled all the way from Narnia! And her name was Jessica, but we were told to call her Jessie, if we liked. She slept in our Katey’s … Continue reading
Allyson, our first grader, volunteered to read to us before bed last night and went running to get the book she had gotten from the library at school. I was a little distracted as she began, but before long I … Continue reading
For most of my adult life, I’ve wished I could run. I don’t mean like when you’re being chased by a mountain lion. I’m pretty sure I could put on some speed in a situation like that. (Not enough speed … Continue reading
I found myself stating what surely, by now, must be The Obvious this afternoon to my girls. Perhaps it only seems obvious to me because I know for sure they’ve heard this from me, without doubt, at least ten times. Could … Continue reading
I remember the days I used to count down to Saturday. Monday and Tuesday were sometimes bearable. Wednesday around noon I was half way there, and so on. I was especially prone to such mental exercises when I was dating … Continue reading
The other day we went with Jeff to the barbershop to hang out while he got a hair cut. (I know, you’re realizing how boring your life looks in comparison to mine, right?) As I sat there, attempting to read … Continue reading
Hey, little girl! I’m writing this in hopes that you’ll one day be reading it, because I want to tell you about how we spent this morning — in case we’ve forgotten by then. You and your sister, after some … Continue reading
Many mornings I allow my first grader to choose whether she goes on the bus or gets driven to school. When I was a kid, having that choice wasn’t really an option because my parents didn’t have a car (they … Continue reading