I guess I’m a lot of things: a wife, a mom, a daughter, a sister, a crafter, a cook, a reader, a writer, a homemaker, a pianist, and probably a lot more too. But at the end of the day, I’m just a Christian trying to find and obey God’s will.
on training.
Thanks, everyone, for all of your very helpful input and encouragement. A venture that literally had me shaking in my boots became much less daunting, thanks to your camaraderie.
The verdict? After a full week, including a busy weekend with outing to the woods, church, and a restaurant, I can confidently say that we [...]
Status Report
Monday (Day 1), Jameson went through 15 pairs of underwear. (Yes, I was doing laundry all day!) I went to bed wondering why I thought this would work.
Tuesday, he went through 6 pairs. (!) Four of those were killed in the line of duty, so to speak (didn’t run fast enough, got them [...]
Today, I find great comfort and encouragement in the fact that everywhere I go, everyone I see has been potty trained.
He can do this.
I can do this.
(and yes, this post is a pep talk for myself. i reserve the right to use this weblog for such purposes.)
I’m a fairly self-disciplined person, they say. I’m not sure I’d label it that, since that sounds like such a positive quality (and another part of my personality is being not altogether, umm, “up” on myself), but I do tend to work hard and not indulge in too many fun things until the work is [...]
This was our breakfast this morning. We ate it warm. (Okay, and my mid-day snack, too; I had to try it cold, you know.) Oh, yum yum yum.
How will I keep from making this every single day?
Tonight we were out to eat, just Ry, William, and me. In the middle of a busy, colorful new restaurant, William sat on Ryan’s lap and just stared at me as I ate. With the hint of a smile on his lips. And absolute love in his eyes.
My little baby loves me.
The other best [...]
Yup, my name is Danica. Like the race car driver, whose name I know, but whose career I know nothing about. A Nascar fan I am not. Things like reading, playing piano, gardening, cooking, sewing, writing, and keeping my bathroom bleached are more up my alley. Read more »My maiden name is Sinclair (not Patrick), and I come from good stock. (So says my husband, anyway!) I’m the oldest of 9 kids–and my parents are neither insane, uninformed, or Catholic. They’re actually the best parents you could ask for. Seriously. (And, consequently, I think pretty highly of my siblings, too, whose blogs you can access from the links below.) I’ve joined a new clan, though, and my husband and I have been “leaving-and-cleaving” for 2 years and counting. We have a son who you’ll read much (too much?) about. Oh. And there are pictures of him, too–hundreds of them–should you care to click on over to my flickr account. I’m a stay at home mom who is redefining that title–I literally stay at home as much as I possibly can. I love to be home! Home, by the way, is in Northern California, although my roots are in a lil’ ol’ town in Northern New York. Lastly, I take all blame for any ridiculous, outlandish, illogical posts. Anything worth commenting on or linking to is due to my husband’s encouragement. In the spirit of the Little engine That Could, “He thinks I can, He thinks I can, He thinks I can,…”, and sometimes, that’s all a wife needs.
