There are 18 purple and pink balloons, silently hugging the ceiling, strings hanging down around me, as I type this. Earlier today, there were 5 laughing and screaming girls hopping and spinning through the balloon strings playing various unicorn-themed games. All is quiet now, and I’m about to turn in. Abigail seemed to have a…
Read MoreAuthor: Sonya Armstrong
Almost Six With An Anticipated Growth Spurt (overnight!)
Saturday is the big day: Abigail will be celebrating her sixth year of life and words cannot adequately describe how excited she is! Tonight, before bed, she let me in on a little secret — something she is convinced of: Abigail said that when she wakes up tomorrow morning, if she has grown at all…
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If I could put my finger on the day Elliott started to become as he so eloquently calls, mischievous (you wonder how he knows that word, that would be from the facial/emotions cards we go through sometimes to help the kids identify with their feelings and learn new feeling words to better understand their emotions…etc….
Read MoreMe, Myself, and I
I felt exactly as a child going on a playdate, decked out in the rain gear I, as a mother, so carefully draped over myself; I wasn’t alone. The excitement of walking to my friend’s house, being reminded of a distant time in my past, when I had done that very thing as a child…
Read MoreThe Paradox
Some days I enjoy being a mother; other days, when my outlook is grim, I do not enjoy being a mother for the mere fact that I can\’t be alone when I want to be alone. Here’s something that’s on my mind, under the surface, pretty much all the time: I am torn between moving…
Read MoreMy summer in Winchester Massachusetts
The turret in the mammoth white Victorian home on Summit Avenue, Winchester, Massachusetts was where my father lived for a time. He had his office and all his essentials in that room. It was my grandparents’ home, but they were in Florida for a season or two. Everything in that house was large, from the…
Read MoreSlow slow quick quick
Morning comes way too soon when you stay up into the wee hours of the morning talking to your babysitter and your kids wake you up like an alarm clock in the morning. I have no regrets, however, that I spent that time listening and talking with the kids’ sitter, but I am oh so…
Read MoreDo Nothing
“How do you do Nothing?” asked Pooh, after he had wondered for a long time. “Well, it’s when people call out at you just as you’re going off to do it. What are you going to do, Christopher Robin, and you say; Oh, nothing, and then you go and do it.” A.A. MILNE THE HOUSE…
Read MoreWhere’s the joy?
It’s March and the icy cold is penetrating my bones. Where\’s the subtle warmth and the green? It’s okay, the weather reflects my state of mind now anyway and I can’t escape it, either through prayer, reading the Bible or running away inside. If I have Christ in my heart, then where did my joy…
Read MoreSugar and spice
Aside from sugar and spice, they produce a healthy dose of tears, thrive on tattling, and form new and different clicks on a very regular basis. Who is hurting who’s feelings today? It’s such a give and take game; I can’t even keep up! It’s all about relationships, the good, the bad, and the ugly…
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