Month: June 2014

More on Service

I’m still thinking about what it means to serve and be of service. I decided a few more things about good works: 1. I want to do them because it is the right thing to do. 2. But sometimes I don’t want to do the right thing. It’s hard. Some people don’t appreciate it. Often there are no really obvious…

The Art of Nurture

I have decided that I have a very messed up attitude toward service. Because I am a Christian who believes in trying to emulate Jesus’s example, I believe in serving people. Like, whenever possible. This is not the problem. My problem is that I tend to think of serving and good works as taking place in the community and beyond…

Good Things

Because this week has descended into the depths of the underworld, it’s time for some thanksgiving. Things I’m grateful for: Mountains Canyons The color green A bend in the path Sun shining Dutch Henry Swimming pools The nitrous oxide they gave me during my root canal this week That my root canal is over That I’m not Tom Hanks’ character…

The Woods are Lovely, Dark and Deep

We have retuned from this place. Our nation’s oldest and best national park is glorious and beautiful (see what I did there?). It also did not get the memo that it was mid-June and our family vacation this week. The Yellowstone high country put the ix-nay on any temperate weather and instead delivered snow, hail, rain, and freezing temps every…

quiet LOUD

There are some lovely, languid backyard summer moments in my recent memory. But there was also yesterday on the freeway in rush hour with three of the guys. Jack screamed when we turned right instead of left, and lunged violently at Baby until I shouted repeatedly at him to stop. Apparently, if I shriek wildly enough, my lungs can halt…

This Post is TMI, Guys

If anyone out there has been wondering where all the poo stories have gone on this blog, you can sit up and cease your wondering. Jack has spent the first ten days of summer dropping cow patties all over the kitchen, bathtub, bedroom floor, and backyard. Not to be the grossest blogger who ever lived, but seriously, my house is…

Soda-Licious

I should self-impose a moratorium on blogging during the first week of summer. I need to remember this in the future (unlikely, since my brain is not so reliable in the memory department anymore). I believe I should abstain from posting during this time frame because the transition from school year to summer break takes some getting used to. It…

Sunday Torpedos

The irony of respite care for my family is that while Jack stays home during church doing sensory activities with Kirsty, Charlie is still a church torpedo. It takes massive amounts of persuasion and mind games to get him to a) put on church clothes (today this included one Adidas sneaker and one batman sneaker—the other half of each pair…