It seemed to me that it would be a good time to catch up on how school is going around here, so, without further ado, an update on our 2013-...

One of my children, who shall remain nameless (even if you guess), came bounding through the doorway from the kitchen into the playroom the ...

...but sometimes they can lead to one. Tonight Dale was cleaning up the supper dishes and, in true 10-year-old fashion, carried Brooklyn...

Leaving the library after our weekly story-time visit last week, a sign he has passed a dozen times before caught Dale's eye: Brown ...

Before the event we went to almost 10 days ago gets any more stale, I want to show the pictures from the booth that was a favorite for all o...

Daniel's been to church a couple of times, and visited grandparents' houses a couple of times.  Today we went a little further a...

  My biggest boy and my littlest boy. Sweet baby love!

At 10:11am on 10-11-12, I texted Greg: "Calf in the pasture. Dale and I both a little teary. SO proud of that boy." At 10:12 Gr...

As if 4 kids and a pregnant mama don't make enough of an entrance on their own, we stepped it up an extra notch at church this Sunday. ...

9 years ago today I spent all day in the hospital.   Pretty much most of that day was spent in labor.   Pretty much most of that wa...

Dale .  My firstborn.  The one with enough energy and enthusiasm for 3 kids.  The one who is often so tender and loving with his two ...

...it just got here a little sooner than I was expecting. Or prepared for. My firstborn got new Sunday Shoes. Those are Dale's n...