We just returned from almost a week on the road. We’re trying to find our groove again now that we’re back and CC is over. I have a lot floating around in my head but not enough energy to create meaningful posts, so I thought I’d give you a turn. For the next couple days, […]
******UPDATE****** Sometimes super-silly as described here works as well. ********************* The key to dysregulated kids is figuring out how to re-regulate them. So simple, right? NOT. Here are some strategies that have worked recently with our kids: Art. As I posted before, art therapy can double as regulating and healing. Even if your child won’t […]
The kids and I have been reading through Contemplating the Crossduring this year’s Lenten season. The reading level is advanced but I’ve really enjoyed the way we’ve been able to camp on the Easter story. One verse, one day at a time. Mostly, I’ve been challenged by how it relates to this season in our […]
When you’re a person from a hard place, feeling loved can be as threatening as a machete.
If you’ve ever been in a car accident or other traumatic event, you know that for a while your blood pressure goes up every time you experience something that triggers those memories. These reactions (and even memories) are largely subconscious. How your body responds is a survival technique. For better or worse, our brains are wired to […]
The ironic thing about this stage in our life is that I have a ton of blogable material but not enough time. I have no less than a half-dozen partially written posts sitting in my Drafts folder. However, today I’m taking a couple minutes to reflect on our marriage in light of our adoptions as […]
But right now life is also hard. Harder than normal…whatever that is. Ironically, life is hard right now because John, Kayla, and Grace are grappling with the concept that life IS hard. It requires hard work. It requires us to do things we don’t necessarily want to do. Our pastor recently quoted a football coach […]
“Get your running shoes on, ladies. You can run while I make lunch.” This was The Bad. I probably should have warned them ahead of time…like at breakfast. That’s how it started. We have this weird lag while I make lunch, and I thought it would be a great time to fit in the girls’ movement. […]