Posts Tagged ‘life lessons’
5 Tips for Including Young Children in the Kitchen {while still staying productive!}
It’s 5 o’clock and you know bellies are going to be rumbling soon. It’s time to make dinner. You start pulling food out of the fridge and pans out of the cupboard. It isn’t long before you hear the patter of little feet and a small but willing voice asking, “Can I help?” The only problem is…
Read MoreThank Goodness God’s Not Like Me
Bitter words they can’t really even comprehend pour out of my mouth. “Kids! Please just play nicely! Everyone will have so much more fun if we treat others how we want to be treated.” “That’s it! Time out! Now. You’re done.” “You see? I told you this was going to happen if you didn’t listen to me!”…
Read MoreUsing a Bad Day to Point Your Child to the Gospel
It was one of those nights. The ones where the clock ticking down to bedtime couldn’t possibly move any slower. It had been a rough day. K had been particularly… well.. three years old. We’d been struggling with disobedience, stubbornness, angry outbursts, mischievousness, and lack of self-control all. day. long. Typically on nights like this…
Read MoreWhen I Don’t Want My Child To Obey
My blood was boiling. It felt like the tension inside was going to break me into a million pieces. The last string of patience I could muster snapped. My thoughts whirled. “Why does this always have to happen?” “Can’t I just have a few minutes of peace?!” “That is it!” Words spewed out of my…
Read MoreAre You Confusing Reasons With Excuses?
When my husband and I first got married, one of the areas we had conflict in was with excuses. My husband was raised to never make excuses, so it drove him up the wall when I did. However, from my perspective I often just wanted to share my thought process. I didn’t think I was giving…
Read MoreYou Don’t Know What It’s Like Until You Do It
“I could write a book” he said to me with a smile, letting me know he was half teasing, half serious. My husband is a lot like me and thinks he can do pretty much anything without too many problems. It’s a serious condition I like to call “how-hard-could-it-be?-itis.” However, this time I knew the truth.…
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