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.
:: I’ve been taking care of an under-the-weather Jameson. And marveling at the long, scrawny boy he’s become. He’s been talking about his birthday for months now, and a couple of weeks ago, amazed me by holding up three fingers and telling me that’s how old he’ll be. Who taught him that?? He can’t wait. [...]
This little chunk from Romans 12 has been in my scripture memorization rotation for the last few months. Each time it comes up for review, I am challenged and inspired:
Let love be without hypocrisy. Abhor what is evil; cling to what is good.
Be devoted to one another in brotherly love; give preference to one [...]
I love this cookbook.
It is exactly what it says: simple suppers. I need to remember simple suppers, as I tend to get carried away.
It’s easier to keep things simple when they are this yummy.
You should at least get this from your library. Of course, that comes with a warning: my library’s copy sat on my [...]
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Will you look at those arms? How can you not want to just pinch and squeeze and kiss him?
He cracks me up:
Me: “‘A man named Jairus had a daughter –’.”” Pause. “Jameson, do you know what a ‘daughter’ is?”
Him: “Yeah. Like a dentist.”
Wha-?
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An airplane flies overhead.
“We have to fly on a airplane, go to Nana and Papa’s.”
I nod. Yup, we have to fly.
Pause. Then he looks at me with twinkling eyes.
“Let’s do it, [...]
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.
