31 Ways to Raise ‘Em Right. Also a Giveaway.

It’s October. Did you realize that? September just disappeared as I awoke to green leaves tinted fiery red. Just a reminder that I am exactly where I want to be. Speaking of new places. Welcome to OUR new place. See that little squirrel up there? He drinks coffee and lots of it. This is our same but new blog. Our same but new space. A place where we get to become the mammas God has always knew we could be. I am so grateful you are here. This won’t be a long post, but I plan to pack it in.…

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Blech

I made up that word. It’s the sound I make when something is gross or lame or more than I feel like handling at the moment. It’s the noise in my throat when I hear Beth Moore tell me she waited 16 years between hearing God’s call and finally stepping into it. It’s the sound I feel when I think of my friend’s 17 year old who just arrived to his temporary, but long term, room. In prison.It’s the feeling I have listening to my stomach grumble knowing two of my boys threw up this week (one on the counter.…

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