It’s Embarrassing

–even in the anonymity of the blogosphere–that I haven’t been here in so long!

I could make a million (and three) excuses … but I won’t.  We moms all know them all by heart.

It’s not that I’ve already said all I wanted to–not by a long shot.  But in yet another area of my life, I need a little direction and discipline.

So, fellow bloggers, tell me how you got started, and how your blog has morphed into what it is today, if you would.  Please?


Molly :)


I recently wrote about the importance of choosing your kids’ village (it’s linked here if you haven’t had a chance to read it yet).  It’s something I get a little weird passionate about sometimes.  But I know each of our kids has adults in their lives with whom they can (and do!) interact often.

And there’s a corollary.  It doesn’t have a precise title yet, but it has to do with being the right kind of adult in those relationships too.  Being a person of character and responsibility.  Which brings me to my purpose here today.  I’m writing to invite you to make a difference in someone’s life.  Sometime.

My friend Becca has organized a continuous chest compression CPR class for Saturday July 16 in Tucson.  Details are here.  The Red Cross recommends individuals take CPR classes every two years and refresh with online courses in the interim.  It’s been longer than that for me.  How about you?

Her story is one that still, two years out, gives me goosebumps.  It was her pool, her friend’s son.  It is here.  I don’t think I’ll ever forget the first time I heard it.

Please consider this your invitation, and come if you can.  Becca has offered to help arrange carpools if you contact her.  Becca(at)Ourcrazyboys(dot)com.  Especially if you’re a pool owner.  Or spend a lot of time in or near a pool in the summertime.

Molly :)

I’d heard about “the streak” on NPR before I saw this story linked on Facebook.  I didn’t know until today that the daughter in the story had written a book.  But now I can’t wait to read it. :)  And as a mom, and a librarian, please, I beg you, read to your kids!  It’s so much bigger than the stories you’ll share.  Promise.


from the Arizona Daily Star photo gallery

As we watch the Monument Fire engulf so much of the Huachuca Mountains and threaten Sierra Vista, it’s easy to wonder why a good God would let such an awful thing go unchecked.  It’s hard even to pray for rain, knowing what we do about the forecast. [There may be some higher humidity later in the week, which will help, but no rain in sight.]

I can’t be sure what you’re asking God “Why?” about today, but I have learned this recently.  It helps me, sometimes.

In John 9, Jesus’ disciples ask Him “who sinned?” that the man was born blind.  It’s as close to “why?” as I’ve ever found in my Bible.

Jesus’ answer was in verse 3, ““Neither this man nor his parents sinned,” said Jesus, “but this happened so that the works of God might be displayed in him.”

Sometimes it is a bigger act of faith than others to accept that what happens in our lives is so that God can be glorified.  We forget that our timing and our purposes are so much smaller than God’s.

My prayer this week is that God would be glorified in the efforts to fight the Monument Fire and that those who need to see it would be given eyes to see.  I’m also praying that God would be glorified at Prescott Pines and at Fine Arts Camp at El Camino.  And for eyes to see it.

How do you need to see God glorified this week?  May I pray with you?

Molly :)

It Does Take a Village

I’m old enough to remember when Hillary Clinton wrote this book.  Do you remember it?  I must confess I didn’t read it–my girls were 5 and one that year.  Between chicken pox in January and February and kindergarten in August, the year was pretty much a blur.  I remember vaguely thinking then that I agreed with her, but not much beyond that.

Over the years, however, I am more and more convinced she’s correct.  However, as my kids have gotten older what I realize is just how important it is for my husband and I to pick our kids’ villages.

Over the years we’ve spent way more time and money than we should have (maybe) traveling to the Midwest so that our kids would know their extended families.  But in the long haul, they also know their cousins far better than they might otherwise.  They have ‘brick and mortar’ relationships, not just facebook ones.  And memories.

We’ve also prayed for our kids to have good ‘other adults’ in their lives, for those days when listening to mom and dad is the last thing they want to do.  God has answered far more graciously than I could have imagined.

Who is in your village?  Have you thanked them lately?

Molly :)

Gotta Love Vickie!

I feel an awful lot like Rose sometimes when it comes to this blogging stuff … do I really have anything worth saying?  I hope so.

Molly :)

Not Ready

It hasn’t been that long ago that I didn’t feel ready for my firstborn to be graduating from High School.  I’m more ready for her to be graduating from the UA with her undergraduate degree in English with a minor in French in the Spring of 2012.  But not much.  We’re already on Amber’s calendar for her senior portraits!

Our middle angel is fast approaching her junior year in High School, so we’ve got a couple of school years to get used to that notion.

This morning at the doctor’s office my ‘baby’ was half a head taller than the petite nurse who weighed him when he stepped on the scale.

My heart skipped a beat.

Molly :)