Month: May 2010
Dear father of the very troubled 5 yo,
You come to the playground with a Bible in your hand and read it while your son plays. You told me once […]
Read moreAsking for Help
Imagine kissing your kids goodbye, checking their backpacks and school uniforms, and sending them on their way to school. You watch and […]
Read moreWe’re not in Kansas Anymore
I met with a nurse-midwife this week. (No, the insurance debacle is not fully sorted, but it is smoothing out somewhat.) It […]
Read moreIn Need of Mercy
She’s screaming bloody murder because she wants a bowl of mush like the Boy has. She’s already eaten spaghetti, and strawberries, and […]
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