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Time to Fly.

It's that time again:  time for another one to fly.  In just two more days, my fourth one will leave the nest. 

An important looking package came in the mail a few months ago.  Mom Dot, the official mail-checker of the house, trotted in with it tucked under her arm.  It had Ben's name on it.  

We had been waiting to hear what the next step was for our soon to be graduating son.  Ben had applied to several colleges and two of the academies.  So far, he had received one acceptance to a local university and had been wait listed by others.

The Screen Saver

Outside.  It's how I grew up.  

As far as I remember, in fact, my mother never had to make me go out and play.  Not once.  Instead, she had to make me come in.  

Is it just me, or has anyone else had to make their kids play outside this summer? 

Here's the scenario at my house.  Twice a week I enforce a screen-free day.  No computer, TV or video games.  Zip. Zero. Nada. 

Some of the kids have severe withdrawals, others barely miss it--but it is agony for most of us.

A Whole, Entire, Complete Day Off.


"What do you want for Mother's Day?" Captain Fun asked me several nights ago after family devotions.  

The answer came easily.  "A whole, entire, complete day off...from Hope."  

I adore Hope.  In fact, the more children I have, the more precious those early childhood years become. But as I told the ladies at Grove Avenue Baptist MOPS this week, I have had a preschooler in some form for 27 years, and sometimes I feel like I am just about to die from exhaustion.

What I Like About You.

Twenty seven years ago today, our first born arrived. It was Easter Sunday, 1987, 10:56 pm,  8 lbs, 8 oz, 20 inches long.  And because he was my first,  I remember like it was yesterday.  But what I remember just as clearly was when we broke the news to our families that he was on the way.

We had been married just six weeks.  Both my parents were still living and family gatherings were frequent. The good ole' days about which Carly Simon sings, no doubt.

Proms and Prayers

All eleven of us were sitting around the dinner table last week when it dawned on me--it's that time of year again. 

"Ben, isn't Prom coming up soon?"  

"Saturday night,"  he said, gulping down another bite of Pioneer Woman's Sour Cream Noodle Bake. (Love that stuff.) 

"Aren't you going?" asked Captain Fun.  Not a surprising question coming from the Captain. 

"Wasn't planning on it."  

The Fun in Captain Fun took over.
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