Saturday Confession: I’m Looking at You, Coconut Head

When our son was three, I took him to a McDonald’s play place. He zoomed to the top and hung out there for awhile. I kept looking but didn’t see him on the move. It wasn’t long before I heard crying. It was him. I climbed through the maze and made my way to the top. A pre school crowd gathered around him to comfort him, until they saw me.…

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Saturday Confession: But I Want the Bedbugs to Bite

Okay, so don’t take the title literally. I’m thinking of the nighttime ritual I have spoken with the kids as a contest for over ten years. It started with our son, almost 17, and then our daughter, nearly 12. “Sweet dreams, don’t let the bedbugs bite, goodbye!” That’s our thing. We would pray after tucking in, I would shut off the lights, and somehow it became a contest to see…

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Saturday Confession: Loaves, Fishes, Questions and Kickers

Matthew 16: At this they began to argue with each other because they hadn’t brought any bread. Jesus knew what they were saying, so he said, “You have so little faith! Why are you arguing with each other about having no bread? Don’t you understand even yet? Don’t you remember the 5,000 I fed with five loaves, and the baskets of leftovers you picked up? Or the 4,000 I fed…

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Saturday Confession: The Parenthood Finale Headache

It’s no secret I enjoy a good television show. I’m a fan of quality writing and ensemble acting and this year I’ve been saying goodbye to some good ones. Parenthood being one of them. I watched this show from the beginning, and as I’ve been with Girl Meets World, I was skeptical. Could Parenthood the television show pull off the mastery that was the movie? I wasn’t so sure. Then…

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Saturday Confession: That Face

I’ve mentioned here and there that we have a child with what we deem minor special needs. Her first year was critical and much has stabilized. As she’s maturing, I’ve been preparing myself to watch for new things. Already lab results have changed and we have a new specialist to call. It would be easy to worry and at times, I fall prey. For the most part, I’ve learned to…

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Saturday Confession: The Brave Earmuffs

Growing up, I believed a lot of things. I was fat and lazy and of no worth to anyone I was meant to stay in the background and have little to no voice I would always be the smart one, good for an answer, but never the option for the opposite sex After awhile, I shut down and used all my dreams for my characters. I wore the colors I…

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