There is going to be this guy.
His smile will charm you, his words will woo you, and he will actually want to be yours.
When that guy shows up, remember that the desire he has in his heart for you quite possibly equals 1/10000th of the desire God has for you.
There is going to be this girl.
She is going to be your best friend. She Read more.
I’m a really bad hunter. Like horrible.
I’ve been hunting for 2 years now and have killed absolutely nothing.
You know what that makes me? A really bad hunter.
Once I had 4 deer under my tree stand and I didn’t shoot them. Why? Because I heard “The Big One” at the top of the ridge.
Dreamers shouldn’t be hunters.
I mean lets be honest. I can’t even sit at the same spot in a coffee shop longer than 25 minutes without needing to Read more.
Dear Colbie Caillat.
It’s hard raising kids.
Anyone who says it isn’t, is lying.
But it is also the greatest thing in the world.
You have no idea how much I freaking love it.
And the older mine get, the more fun it has become.
My girls love Jesus and family.
But they also love boys and Demi Levato. #LetItGo!!!!!
And we pray someone they look up to will let them know that their life is worth more Read more.
Hey Seanna. It’s your dad. The one holding you in the picture above this. I love you more than life itself. I wrote 10 things I think you should remember the next 10 years of life. Some of them won’t make sense right now, but it will sooner than later. Thanks for giving me the best 10 years of my life.
1. When you roll your eyes, roll them at 120 Read more.
When we had Sohaila ELEVEN years ago…
Things were quite different in the baby parenting world.
There was no hashtagging your baby’s name in every photo.
There was no instagramming of every smile.
And compared to todays strollers, our were tanks.
But there are some things that have not changed about parenting.
And that is going from 1 kid, to 2 kids.
And how parents with 2 or more kids, look at first time parents with 1 kid, cock their heads left a little and say…”Awwww. How Read more.
Yesterday as we were walking on 12 South and he was all but drooling on my shoulder, Heather yelled…”STOP!!!”
She snapped a picture and then started digging on her iPhone.
She pulled up that original picture.
Most days I forget he’s adopted.
I think that’s kinda the point.
Cause I can’t remember not ever having him.
Here’s to hoping they never stop resting their heads on our shoulders…
No matter how big their domes get…
It’s Read more.
Dear 9 year old…
The day I tweeted I was taking my whole family to work disaster relief in Moore Oklahoma somebody tweeted me back.
They said this…”Why would you subject your children to something that could ruin their innocence?”
You know what? They almost changed my mind.
I almost left you.
I was almost convinced that you could not handle the devastation.
I was almost convinced that you would somehow lose the innocence you have Read more.
For some reason we hold onto the belief that when our kids see us working hard, slaving away hours, bring home the bacon, that they know we are doing it because we love them.
Hey you. Answer the dummy phone. I’m calling you.
Not only do they not believe we are doing it for them, they believe we are doing it because we like IT more than THEM.
You can say “Mommy has Read more.
The tall one (4’11”) came to me in the winter of ‘97. Bronzed and fine as hell. She lived for this thing called snowboarding that my Latino roots had never seen. Everything was bronzed exept for her 18 year old eyes. They had this raccoon tan that I quizzically found attractive. I thought…”If she is ok walking around with that tan, she must be confident.” Since we met, that raccoon Read more.