My son was nine when he got his first gun. Don’t worry – it was a Daisy Red Rider BB Gun. My husband claimed the bullets would bounce off a cat. Somehow I think…
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“Please, ‘ttention – ‘ttention, please.” My two-year old rocked back and forth holding my bookmark like a microphone, politely asking for my “attention.” I grinned at her, continuing to the fridge to refill her…
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I jumped at the sound of the doorbell, wondering who would be coming by so early. I was still in my pajamas after all. I opened the door to find the bug man’s happy…
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Parents are standing on their feet, screaming, yelling, willing their kids to push down the court. The boys run, wiping sweat as they go, remembering everything they’ve been taught. The score is 20 –…
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Do you think President Obama ever gets tired? If so, where does he lean? Join me today at the Presidential Prayer Team where I’m talking about a lifetime of leaning. Click HERE to read…