Category: The Boys’ Room
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Believing: Day 22
That we would live a little differently if we viewed life through the eyes of a child. The last few days have truly been magical as the skies opened and dropped a foot and a half of snow onto us, and we have played together, laughed together, worked together and just enjoyed being together. Brian,…
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What Daddies Do
“Mom?” green eyes sparkle at me, “You be the Mommy and I’ll be Daddy, because I want to grow up just like him, so I need to practice.” Grinning at my Bear, I pause over the rolls I am slicing. “Ok. But what do daddies do?” He runs from the room and returns with a…
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Nightly Routines
After a long day, the cuddling and rocking of bedtime routines are cathartic. Inhaling deeply, I smell Dove soap and baby lotion as Bella climbs on my lap in the chair by her window. “We can’t forget to rock, Mommy,” she whispers. I pull her close, her Digger Dog held tightly. I lean my face…
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“Let The Little Children Come…”
There are moments in life that simply take your breath away. Moments that make all things fade around you. Moments that capture your heart and mind and settle over you, calming your heart and soul. Moments that you will never forget. Last night our Bear called Brian up to his room where he had been…
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The Wonder of Boys
The past few weeks have brought me many moments of wondering how it is I am to do this whole mothering of boys thing. “Why might that be?” you say. Well, I’m so glad you asked. Let’s see, since school started, table manners have evaporated into thin air and jumping, spinning, burping, hitting and singing…
A Spring of Joy 