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 a just a Christian trying to find and obey God’s will.
I’ve been missing Ryan. The longer we’re married, the less I like to be apart. By the time I’m 50, we’ll be inseparable, I suppose. (I’m suddenly thinking of Up and trying not to get emotional.)
But no Ryan means a special chance to be all Mama and soak up all the little boy lovin’ I [...]
:: the patient determination shown by Jameson as he tries to do his own buttons.
:: how William, rather than crying when he stirs at night, has started simply calling for me (in an adorable, somewhat-panicked baby voice), “ma-MA?”
:: Jameson’s pronunciation of pj’s: ja-pe’s, which must mean something in French. And for that matter, the way [...]
I’ve been reminded lately about the importance of the content of our worship music. I remember when I was very young, we sang a song at church that I was especially fond of — it had a really nice melody and appealing chord progression, and my sisters and I liked singing it around the house [...]
nordstroms: fun for the whole family
afternoon playtime
note how william attacks jameson and tries to entice him into a wrestling match at every opportunity.
william, the trouble maker
going for a walk:
i love this stroller!
picnic in the park:
hiking “the dish”:
playing at home:
jameson being a big kid at church:
william being the cuddliest baby in the world:
:: It’s eat-from-the-freezer week around here. We came home to a completely empty fridge (which is sparkling and white and clean, and I almost don’t want to fill it!), and have bought only staples like onions, carrots, and milk, and are enjoying lovely dinners. Turkey soup (yum, yum, yum). A huge pot of [loosely interpreted] [...]
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.
"Even in countries like Canada and the U.K., there is no intrinsic right to health care. Rather, citizens in these countries are told by government bureaucrats what health-care treatments they are eligible to receive and when they can receive them. All countries with socialized medicine ration health care by forcing their citizens to wait in lines to receive scarce treatments.
Although Canada has a population smaller than California, 830,000 Canadians are currently waiting to be admitted to a hospital or to get treatment, according to a report last month in Investor's Business Daily. In England, the waiting list is 1.8 million."
A fabulous thought on responding to our children's fears: Yes, your fears are valid, and YES, Jesus came to deliver.
Well said. Nothing genius, but then again, it seems that us duped Americans just need a lot of basic truth these days.
"Sotomayor’s comments were literally scripted — for a lecture. She then published that speech in a law journal. It’s apparent she meant what she said, and if a white judge ever said anything similar, his career would be over. And, as former federal prosecutor Andrew McCarthy notes, any typical citizen who said anything of the sort would be dismissed from a jury pool."
Creepy: the exact word I use when describing my feelings about leaders who go out of their way to promote infanticide. But that's another story. (ht: lore.unskewed.com)