As I was tucking my oldest grandson into bed one night last week he told me a couple of things that were bothering him. First, his elf had yet to appear on a shelf and some of his friends’ elves already had. Second, he had recently seen a rubber band on Santa’s beard.
Yikes! Don’t panic! Yaya, you got this, you’ve handled it before…
Problem #1 The continue reading here
When our oldest son was a little boy, he’d often sit at this little desk and color. One day I noticed he had squeezed himself into the far corner and I asked him why he was sitting that way. He replied, “To make room for my friend.
“Oh. Who is your friend?”
Hmmm. Roundcank? Well, I have to continue reading here
Everywhere you look everyone seems to be totally enjoying themselves, suddenly all around us, about nap time for their little ones, everywhere you look there’s a baby crying. As wonderful as it is, Disney can just be too much.
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Last week, as I was catching up with a Christian friend I hadn’t seen in ages, she told me that her HS son has a new girlfriend, “a very sweet girl, but not a Christian, she’s had no religious upbringing.”
What?? A Christian dating an unbeliever!! For some Christians, those are fighting words.
Many Christian parents pray for their babies’ spouses from the day their child is born, or perhaps even before. I started continue here