My living room is a complete catastrophe at this moment. Logan tends to have that effect on our house when he comes home. I’ve mostly learned to live with it since I’m always so happy he’s home, but it occasionally still puts me over the edge. Not tonight though. His timing is impeccable. He knows I’m not about to be { read more… }

I often laugh out loud at myself, and not because I’m particularly funny. Those of you who know me well know that I’m really not very funny at all. However, despite my lack of a humor bone, I always manage to do the craziest things. My boys – all three of them – are forever giving me a hard time. { read more… }

Are you an early bird or a night owl? In my family, we have both. Brad and Cameron tend to be the early birds, while Logan and I are definitely the night owls. To Brad, staying up late means making it all the way through the 10 o’clock news, but he’s often up before 6am. To me, going to bed { read more… }

Remember the movie Rocky. I love it because the underdog wins, and Rocky’s accent cracks me up! One of my very favorite scenes in the movie is when Rocky is running through the streets of Philadelphia. Can you hear the music…”Gonna fly now…Gonna fly now…”? The music grows louder as he runs up the 68- steps of the Philadelphia Museum { read more… }

We have the very best mail carrier. He’s as reliable as the heat in Texas summers. Seven days a week, 365 days a year, he tosses the Waco Tribune Herald on our driveway, and I daresay it lands in almost the same spot every day. Each morning Brad, being the early riser in our family, makes the trek down the { read more… }

Sometimes life takes unexpected turns. Mine did. In December 2007, my Papa died just three short weeks after being diagnosed with bone cancer. We buried him on Christmas Eve. He was 97, and he’d never been sick a day in his life. My Granny – his wife of 74 years – was lost without him. God made it quite clear { read more… }