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He wasn’t quite three when we told him we were expecting twins. I still carried him on my hip into the daycare he attended twice a week; I hung his coat and put on his shoes and treated him like the baby he wasn’t until I found out the twins were coming. ...
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Christmas morning 2010, the Corvette we found for $25 on Craigslist. I turned to see my two and four year old children driving their little yellow Corvette through our small, cramped living room. I was standing in the doorway between rooms interviewing a...
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She told him, “When I was in college I read a folktale about a father pursuing a son who’d run far away, from one world to the next. The father called to him, ‘Please come back!’ But his son looked across the great gulf between them and shouted...
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My oldest son worries about getting lost. He’s the middle child, so I guess it makes sense, bookended as he is by his sister and twin brothers. One morning as we dropped his sister off at school and headed toward the other side of town to pick up his...
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Then I heard the voice of the Lord saying, “Whom shall I send, and who will go for us?” And I said, “Here am I; send me!” Isaiah 6:8 My two oldest children, four and six, share a room far enough away from my own upstairs bedroom that my husband and I keep a monitor on...
