To do something different, in yesterday’s Monday Morning Survey, I asked readers to ask me questions. So here they are. No question went unanswered except one – and it will be its own blog post tomorrow morning.
I’d never planned to have any children with my first husband. We struggled financially without children, and nothing about his lifestyle really was conducive to having a child or rearing a child. I had to work full time, had no choice but to work full time, and that didn’t sit well with me in having a child. But, God saw things differently than I did.
My sister, Misty, is the managing editor of her West Virginia town’s newspaper. She has been writing columns for her paper for years – sharing her family and her life, making the mundane day-to-day life sound interesting and exciting, bringing the readers of her paper into her home and making them feel like a part of the family. She is an amazing writer, and I have long hoped that she would want to write for us. She is married to Mike and has three amazing children, Hal (who is 9), Jamye (who is 7), and Jackson (who is 3).
We didn’t take our stroller with us, because the trip was impromptu. Thankfully, though, I had my Ergo in the back of the van. Scott walked or was carried by Gregg on his shoulders, and Johnathan alternated between walking and being worn by me in the Ergo. About an hour after we got there, we saw an Imax movie and the boys both fell asleep. Scott woke up as soon as the movie was over, but I just turned the Ergo around to my front and carried Jeb in it while he slept.
In continuing our discussion of Vicki Courtney’s 5 Conversations You Must Have with Your Daughter, we reach the final Chapter 19, “The Timeless Qualities of a Virtuous Young Woman.”Pin It
The director over the entire group put a hand to her chest and said, “Doesn’t it just break your heart?”
To which I replied, “It might, if she hadn’t practiced that for two hours today. She used a hand mirror and once she got the face right, she used a mirror in her room and watched herself walk away with several angles. She’s been waiting for an opportunity to do it all night and knew she couldn’t sit with me.”Pin It
Not long ago, my husband, Gregg, and I were just chit chatting about life in general. At some point in the conversation, he said to me, “What are you going to do when both of the boys are in school?”
I kind of paused, then stuttered. “Uhhh, what do you mean?”
He said, “You know. What do you plan to do?”
The children playing in packing material.
When I was thirteen-years-old, my family moved from Oregon to Florida. To that point in my life, I’d lived in Germany, Washington state, and Oregon. There is a HUGE cultural difference between the Pacific Northwest and the Southeastern United States, and it manifested itself in my first southern classroom.