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Almost There
We miss this guy. (I miss this man.) He’s about to get on a jet plane and head our way. Soon. Official Keigley CuddleFest 2K9, here we come!
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From a Song to Art
Inspired by Ben Harper’s song on the Curious George soundtrack, the kids and I made a little art last week. (Yes, the Curious George soundtrack. Get it. It isn’t just for kids.) We had so much fun painting and cutting and pasting. Even Little Wilder left his mark – a mostly smeared orange hand print. The art was fun. But…
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What I Want To Do
What is now proved, was once only imagined. – William Blake There are some things that I long to feed my children every day. And it isn’t food for their stomachs. I want to offer them a sense of mystery. The incredible blessing of a vivid imagination. The gift of simple joy. The beauty of anticipation. The knowledge of a…
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Growing Up
We live at a camp, you know. It’s really cool. And a little surreal. Kevin and I brought his first youth group, Chalybeate Springs Baptist Church, to Look Up Lodge about twelve years ago. I think we brought two boys. Seriously. And, you know, as I recall, it was in planning that very first summer camp adventure that Kevin and…
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Is He?
He is. In case you were wondering. His shirt even declares it. Genuine baby. The real deal.
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Divine
We all have long days and lonely moments and scary dreams and busy lives and self-absorbed episodes and exhausting schedules, right? And we sometimes feel as if we give and give and give and these people (in my case, very short people) to whom we are giving and giving and giving just never seem to notice anything except their desire…
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Ice, Ice . . . (I can’t bring myself to finish this song lyric)
Maybe you can judge the state of my emotional health and well-being by the status of my ice box. I like ice. When we moved to our new home we purchased a lovely Samsung refrigeration unit that featured an ice maker. Because I like ice. But alas. Our home did not come equipped with a water connection to said ice…
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At Our House
This morning I opened the refrigerator. I found these. Perfectly logical – right?
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The Town of Mo
The rumor around our house is that Mosely is an alien. (Hey, it’s just a rumor guys.) London even asked her, “Mosely, are you from this planet anyway?” I’m not saying I believe the rumor. But could this be evidence? In MoselySpeak, words sound a little different. A “driver” is what you and I would call a steering wheel. Mosely…
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Just Right
Dinner tonight. Piper Finn asks, “Pray?” Of course I let her. She squeezes her eyes shut tightly. She puts her two inch hands over her four inch face. She speaks. “God. Magnus. Feel better. Daddy. Safe. AMEN!” I couldn’t have said it better myself.
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He Does
“Jesus screws everything up.” I just read that statement on a blog I recently discovered. It wasn’t an anti-Jesus blog. Not at all. It was actually an amazing story about love and restoration and hope. And a man who allowed himself to be a part of God’s plan for redemption when he really wanted to take another path. But Jesus…
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Make My Dreams Come True
I want one. No, not a new husband. Certainly not another baby. The mini silver miracle known as a Mac laptop. I want one. Who wants to help me?
Keep Reading . . .
the burrow: a fireplace update
back to the grind . . .
current plans. current mood.
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The High Cost of Education
This is a warning. A disclaimer, if you must. This is a post about homeschooling. It’s not the best educational choice for every family. It may not be for yours. That’s not what I am saying. But it is a choice that our family has made for the past four years for our oldest daughter Riley. And it has not…
