I’ve been thinking about stories lately, mostly because my two-year-old is obsessed with them. I don’t just mean he wants a story about a bear and a toad becoming friends. I mean, while I’m changing his diaper, he wants me to tell a story about how his poop came out. He wants a story after he’s been in time-out for throwing his food on the ground about the time he sat in time-out for throwing his food on the ground.... Read more
Sorry. I don’t have the answer. But, Saturday as I was giving August some happy Wonder Pets time while taking an afternoon snooze beside him on the couch, I foggily heard Moose (the friendly Nick Jr. ringmaster of sorts) announcing to children that it’s Thankful Month at Nick Jr. Wow, I thought, right before I went back to my happy dreams, maybe Nick Jr. has a plan for teaching our kids to be thankful! Hours later, when I recalled my... Read more
No, it’s not the Christmas season yet, but a girl can dream, right? I’ve been doing my best not to pull the Christmas music out, to wait a few more weeks for the end of Thanksgiving, but I LOVE Christmas. I love Advent. I love the idea waiting and contemplating and making room for Christ in the same way Mary did during her pregnancy. And I love twinkle lights and evergreen and spiced cider and Mariah Carey in a Santa... Read more
Remember how last week I began the week with posts prepared and was able to actually go to bed on time every night? Not so much this week. Yes, I have a good excuse. I only arrived back in my home at midnight Tuesday night (or should I say midnight Wednesday morning?). And I’ve been playing catch-up since. But I seriously can’t keep trying to write a post at 10:15 the night before. I’m an old, pregnant lady. Somebody help... Read more
If you think I’ve forgotten about our sweet sashay into WB Yeats and his mythical poem, I’m here to remind you that I didn’t forget. Yes, it’s been on the blog wall for 3 months. Yes, the whole Mama:Monk thing is that we’re supposed to have one poem to memorize per month. Yes, I should confess that I didn’t start memorizing it until a month ago. But, forget? No. Feel guilty about my failure of a poetry appreciator? Yes. All... Read more
Some of you dear readers are super-commenters. And for that you deserve all my bloggiest affections. And some of you are quiet little mice readers. And I adore you too, even in your silence. But today, friends, I’m going to give you the chance to do more than add a little Thankful out there in the comment boxes. I’m going to make this post all about you. So, in order for this Thankful Tuesday (/election day) to inspire gratefulness in... Read more
Though I was raised evangelical, and can speak Christianese with the best of them, I doubt I’m anyone’s Evangelical Mother of the Year, especially when it comes to all the big things on the Christian No-No list. That said, I will now post about why I have celebrated Halloween my entire life, and why I think it’s Christian to do so. First of all, I love the fall. Halloween encompasses all of the cozy chilliness of a lovely fall night:... Read more
My Mom’s Group has been studying the book of Matthew for the past several weeks. (Only 14 more to go…Sorry, I’m afraid you’re going to keep hearing about it.) One of the things I love most about my study group is the depth of these women. I think it’s easy to forget how bright and insightful other moms can be because when we get together with our kids running around us, our brains turn to kiddy mush and we can’t... Read more
This weekend, we lost my husband’s grandfather. We spent Saturday grieving and then watched our beloved Phillies lose the NL Championship to the city we live in. Papa wouldn’t have cared. Though he lived in the Philadelphia area for the past thirty years, he never bought into their sports teams. He loved all things New England, his childhood home. Chris cared though. He went into the game longing for a happy distraction from his loss. What we got out of... Read more
My Thankful List We lost Chris’ grandfather, Papa Pipe, this past weekend. His death was unexpected. I’ll write more tomorrow about how much we love him and how he will be missed. But today I’m thankful for the way so much lined up in our family before his leaving: sweet and needed conversations between him and family members, a beloved pastor still in town (even though he’s moving soon) to care for our family throughout the weekend, a peaceful and... Read more
Micha Boyett
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