Laundry and Grace
If you’ve been reading F&C for a while, you may have seen this. But since many of you are new…
Welcome, friend! I’m so glad you’re here!
If you’ve been reading F&C for a while, you may have seen this. But since many of you are new…
There’s a battle waging. And if you’re a mom, you’ve undoubtedly felt it. Sometimes it’s obvious; other times it’s covertly…
For the winner of the Handmade Yoga giveaway, please scroll to the end of this post. I awoke this morning…
He pulls in after a day at work, and the house is in a state of organized chaos. The older…
Halfway around the world, there’s a 15-year-old boy who traipses across red African dirt and calls Uganda home. When grinning,…
He turns 34 today, the man I have the privilege of calling my husband. We met at the age of…
I can hardly believe 2013 is coming to a close. It’s been a good year, most especially punctuated by the…
The baby is sleeping, and the older two are resting when I pick up my phone to do a little…
She came running in the other night with red, swollen eyes and tear stains on her cheeks. It had been…
As I drove the kids to school on Monday, this song came streaming through my Pandora playlist. The words renewed…
It sits on the baby’s rocker in a tangled, wrinkled mess. That pile of clean laundry I pulled from the…
Good Friday, dear friends! I’m linking up with Lisa-Jo Baker today for her Five-Minute Fridays … just five minutes of…