Monthly Archives: December 2010

The outfit was questionable to begin with…

and then she added that last little item.

From the laundry basket.

And that really made it special.


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She’s on a Napping Strike

The only question is…

is she winning?

or am I?

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Tuesday Afternoon

On an unseasonably warm Tuesday afternoon, right between two national holidays, we were married in Topeka, KS.

If you’d told me then, that exactly eleven years later I’d be living in south Texas with four children, sixteen weeks pregnant with my fifth, I’d probably have told you, “Are you serious? I’d have thought we’d have 6 kids by then, but there’s no way we live in Texas. We don’t like to be hot. We don’t even like the sun.

For the record, I don’t want to know where I’ll be living eleven years from now.

I like surprises.

Eleven Years ago


Filed under Forgive me for being sentimental, In Sickness and Health, Moving is my hobby, Mr. French, She's having a baby

Motherhood: Joy with a side of guilt

(From the draft archives, back in August)

Felicity said her first sentence the other day.

I think it’s safe to say all of our children are “late talkers”.

So, this is the first time that she’s put two words together in what would be considered “a sentence”.

I actually wasn’t there for it.

Mr. French told me over the phone and we marveled at her progress together.

She was at dinner with the family and she looked around the table and said,

“Mom work.”


The other problem of having speech delayed children is that you have to have this conversation multiple times a day.

F: Mom?

Me: Yes, Felicity?

F: Daddy. (giggles)

Me: Yeah.

F: Mommy?

Me: Yes?

F: Daddy?

Me: Daddy’s at work.

F: Oh.

F: Moooom?!

Me: Whaaaat?!

F: Daddy. (giggles)

Me: Yeah, where is that guy when you need him?


I walked in the house after work. Felicity was up and she came running.

F: Mom!

Me: Felicity! Did you miss me? I missed you.

F: Daddy work?

Me: Not today, it’s Saturday.

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Felicity’s outfits

(A collection of pictures with the same theme: What Felicity likes to wear.)


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On being married to an older man

(We’re back to posting from the drafts folder. This is from March 31st of this year.)

Here, listen to this song.


Oh, is this Cindy Morgan?

How did you know that?!

I’ve heard her before.

When? She’s kind of an obscure CCM artist.

You act like I fell off the cabbage truck this morning!


I wasn’t born yesterday.

Riiiiiight. Well….I still can’t believe you recognized her.


Filed under Mr. French, Oversharing

To my sister in Minnesota

I’m not trying to rub it in or anything.

Okay, yeah, that’s exactly what I’m doing.

(But you know we’re just jealous.)


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