When Eli was still small enough to fit in my lap...or maybe my lap was big enough to fit him...we began a family tradition. Special nights. Up to that point, bedtime was mommy or daddy squishing their way into his toddler bed with him for cuddles, stories and songs. Once the light was off, he … Continue reading {routine}

The Plan

"Cora, what's tonight?" "My special night!" "What do you want to do?" "I don't know, Daddy. I haven't figured out the plan." :: Every Thursday night Cora comes up with a plan. Thursdays are her special night; her night to spend time in Mommy and Daddy's bed singing, reading or playing games before she falls … Continue reading The Plan

He Restores My Soul

This morning it was just me and him. The older two went to the movies, Silas was sleeping. Memories of only child Eli came wafting back. Ezra would never get to be the only child, but at that moment he was my only child. I purposely turned off the tv, put down my phone and … Continue reading He Restores My Soul

Outgrowing Tradition

My baby is no longer a baby. I still call him baby though. I’ll probably do that for the rest of his life. Elijah LOVES his special night. It’s the one night of the week where the focus is all on him and we do what he wants to do. He reads, sings, plays guitar … Continue reading Outgrowing Tradition