This spring I wrote an article on Creative Ideas for Imaginative Play for Gatherings Magazine.  I am so excited to share that article with you now that the spring edition of Gatherings has been released! Gatherings Magazine is a seasonal online publication (pssst . . . it’s free) to inspire your creative life! Each issue spotlights articles on crafts,…

Hello sweet friends, We are searching for spring and all of it’s warm sunshiny goodness. My toddler boy is on the lookout. Are you? Everything in me is searching for the light of the Lord.  I am hungry for it. I made this “hot air balloon” for Wynn using a toy basket and big bunch…

I took this picture last week, of Mr. Marvelous reading to our boys at bedtime. If you took a picture of the inside of my soul-the deepest, most sacred, electrifying wife and mama part- the Agape love, without Christ I have nothing part- it would look exactly like this. Because while I am worthy of nothing, God has…

It is a cool and rainy January night when my toddler boy wakes crying and struggling for breath. My mama brain is like a text book: “hot steamy shower,” “cool night air,” “keep the baby calm.”  I recite the rules of croup over and over because rules keep out the emotions that fight to overtake…

  We had a rare North Carolina snowfall last week.  The light that  fell through the trees, melting the heavy snow was beautiful. My baby boy is now 4 months old.  I already miss the teeny-tiny newborn stage . . . I love to bathe my babies in the sink.  This may have been James’…

We spend a lot of time indoors and at home during these long winter months. The days and the daylight are short, the kids can be rowdy and who couldn’t use a heaping dose of sunshine and Vitamin D by the end of January?  Here is my no-fail, four step plan guaranteed to bring more cheer to…

I have all sorts of fun baby goodness to chat about today! Here is my baby boy, now 3 months old. He is such a treasure. He is so very different from how his older brother was as a baby, {of course I adore them both, madly} but baby James is an angel baby- sleeps well,…

When I was 8 years old, I went to summer camp for the first time.  I believe I was at camp for five days and six nights, but at the time it felt like so much longer.  I remember being homesick.  I remember sleeping with a picture of my mom and dad; crease-worn and tear-stained beneath…