Day 220

This may not be photo-worthy in most houses, but I can’t tell you the last time our kitchen floor got a good mopping.

Day 218

Mia has the brunt of a lot of someone’s deregulation.  All the girls have been journaling more, but Mia has also been spending a lot of time with her Bible.  I’m so proud of how she’s clung to Jesus through this season of our lives.

Day 215

Anyone looking for a split club patch (or enjoy self-inflicted torture)?  Come on over!  

Day 214

We’ve made an attempt to introduce many common, now American traditions.  We always do corned beef and cabbage around St. Patrick’s Day.  Somehow adding berbere to “make it taste good” just seems so wrong.

Day 213

When you’re a person from a hard place, feeling loved can be as threatening as a machete.