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Three Questions to Get Your Kids Talking

Posted by on Oct 28, 2016 in A CHERISHED FAMILY, Blog, Giggles and Grace | 0 comments

I hummed to the radio as I inched my van forward, watching as a handful of kids walked to their vehicles. Some walked with purpose, smiles on their faces. Others couldn’t muster a smile and risk losing their “I’m too cool” status. Middle schoolers are a rare breed. Finally, my seventh grader made her way to the van and hopped in the front seat. She seemed pleasant, so I asked, “How was your day?” “Fine,” she shrugged her shoulders and situated the overstuffed book bag between her feet. “What did you do?” I hoped for more details. It was the first day after all. Did she have friends in her classes? Could she open her locker? Were her teachers nice? “Nothing really.” We pulled away from the school and she was content to sit quietly with not even a...

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The Girl in the Mirror

Posted by on Sep 6, 2016 in A CHERISHED FAMILY, Blog, Giggles and Grace | 0 comments

I could hear my then four-year-old down the hall talking to someone. I was too far to hear what she was saying, but I could tell she was frustrated by the tone of her voice. I leaned over my sink and lowered my lids to apply eye shadow, and when I looked up, there she stood – hands on hips. “Mama,” Grace spat. “I’m trying to talk to that little girl in the mirror and every time I talk, she talks, too! I want her to be quiet so I can talk to her.” She crossed her arms and wrinkled her eyebrows. Before I could even open my mouth to respond, she ran to the mirror at the vanity across from me saying, “Let me show you.” And sure enough, every time Grace tried opening her mouth to say...

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Choosing Not to Listen

Posted by on Aug 10, 2016 in A CHERISHED FAMILY, Blog, Giggles and Grace | 0 comments

How many moms have taken children to the doctor to have their child’s ears checked only to be told by the doctor that your child has selective hearing? Every kid does it at some point. I can literally yell my children’s names up the stairs like my life depended on how loud I screamed, and they “somehow” don’t hear me. But my husband and I can whisper about what to do for dinner, and all of the sudden, we have three smaller-ish people chiming in on opinions. One night, we waited on a table at a restaurant close to our house. My husband and I sat on a low brick wall enjoying the night air. Grace, who was four at the time, climbed up to sit next to me. But it didn’t take long for her to stand up...

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Close to You

Posted by on Jun 9, 2016 in A CHERISHED FAMILY, Blog, Giggles and Grace | 0 comments

Moms don’t often get a chance to have a night off, so when I’m offered that opportunity, I usually jump on it. A friend of mine had a jewelry party and I was happy to attend. That meant daddy took care of all nighttime routines and put the three kids to bed. The next morning, I woke my then three-year-old, Grace, and made her bed. As I lifted her pillow I felt something crinkly underneath. “Grace, what is this?” I asked her, holding up a paper with a crayon stick figure and hearts. “Well…” she started with a deep breath.  “Last night, I missed you so much and daddy put me to bed. I wanted you. So I got back up and colored a picture of you at my little table and then put it under my pillow so...

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I See You!

Posted by on May 4, 2016 in A CHERISHED FAMILY, Blog, Giggles and Grace | 0 comments

Tiny sock covered feet shuffled across the carpet towards my room. I heard the shh-shh-shuffle get closer. It stopped a few feet from me, and I looked up to sleepy eyes and tornado hair. Pretending she was still asleep, Faith would peek through thick lashes. In silence, she waited. “Good morning bitty girl!” I mustered all the excitement in me. Her eyes brightened, her eyebrows rose, and her mouth tipped upward as she took a flying leap towards my legs. I covered her head with kisses and bent down to sprinkle some love on her cheeks and forehead as well. When Faith was a tiny girl, every morning was the same. She would drag into my room and wait to be acknowledged. When I recognized the little pajama-clad girl in my presence, she would come alive. I laugh now thinking about it, but I know it’s true of me, too. I like to be noticed. There are days I long...

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Holy Helper

Posted by on Apr 11, 2016 in A CHERISHED FAMILY, Blog, Giggles and Grace | 0 comments

My daughter Grace recently accepted Jesus as her Savior, and I told her how God sends the Holy Spirit to live with us as a helper when we make that decision. “The Holy Spirit is part of God, and He helps you make good choices,” I explained to Grace. “Sometimes He gives you the uh-oh feeling when you are about to do something wrong. And sometimes He makes your heart sad when you know you have sinned.” Grace listened intently and nodded her head. My daughter soaked up every word, because the next day as I brushed her hair to get her ready for school, she told me about her Holy Helper. “Mama, I know the Holy Spirit lives in me and He really works! I almost said something mean to daddy but I didn’t. The Holy Spirit helped...

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