My kids are mischievous and genuinely playful. One regularly sings gibberish while in the shower and the other builds gigantic pillow forts for reading time. My days are filled with puns and epic dad level jokes. There is farting and noise, a lot of noise. It would be untruthful to say I always like it. … Continue reading Paper Airplanes
Their Angels
See that you don’t look down on one of these little ones, because I tell you that in heaven their angels continually view the face of My Father in heaven. -Matthew 18:10 I don’t remember when I first read this verse, but “their angels” is boxed in my bible. Maybe I should start dating when … Continue reading Their Angels
Easy Baby Food on the Go
I wish I had made this connection when my kids were still eating baby food! I did use baby food pouches on road trips, as backups in my diaper bag, and for speed. Around month eight or nine, some babies have absolutely no desire to sit and eat. There's just too much fun stuff to … Continue reading Easy Baby Food on the Go
Scientist Superhero
“The missionary activity of the church will recognize, welcome, and support the presence of the Spirit in all fields of human endeavor--in the sciences as well as the arts, in politics as well as religion-- where life and peace are enhanced and death and destruction are combated.”----- Daniel L. Migliore I love science and I … Continue reading Scientist Superhero
The Dashwoods
Brandon is just the kind of man whom everybody speaks well of, and nobody cares about; whom all are delighted to see, and nobody remembers to talk to.----Sense and Sensibility The characters of Sense and Sensibility continue to engage me. I’ve lost count of the times I’ve read this particular Jane Austen novel. It never … Continue reading The Dashwoods
She has socks!
Supposedly, I’m a slow cooker.
Warning: I do share about an assault in this post, but I do not go into much detail. Things said to me as a female raised in a complementarian, fundamentalist church: You look like a whore. I can see your cleavage. Change your shirt. No one will believe you anyway. Boys are more visually stimulated … Continue reading Supposedly, I’m a slow cooker.
How does she sleep like that?
In case I haven't mentioned it before, greyhounds manage to sleep in positions that don't match their bodies. Canine contortionist extraordinaire.
Some kind of blue.
As I mentioned previously, I love jazz. There is something I like about nearly all music I’ve encountered. Over time, I’ve learned that I must guard myself when I listen to music. I’m very influenced by it. My mood and perspective follows accordingly. Composers who write movie scores would love me, I think. I feel … Continue reading Some kind of blue.
Whatever it’s called!
I realized very quickly after working with college students with intellectual disabilities that many of them had food preferences they hadn't shared or explored, because they had limited freedom to make their own meals, if any freedom at all. How do you learn to cook a vegetarian meal if everyone else doing most of the … Continue reading Whatever it’s called!
Beka Tucker 