Why I Give My Kids Cake for Breakfast
April 21, 2016
Sometimes my kids will ask to have cake for breakfast. Yesterday reminded me why I never say “no.” My 6-year old daughter Selah was sitting in the front yard with our dog,
Sometimes my kids will ask to have cake for breakfast. Yesterday reminded me why I never say “no.” My 6-year old daughter Selah was sitting in the front yard with our dog,
Things change in the time it takes to breathe. – Sass Jordan Two years ago my father died in his sleep while on vacation. It was, as my mother described
The holidays are a time for recognizing our profound fullness, of purposefully dwelling on the abundant overflow we find ourselves in and being grateful for it. Our houses and our bellies bulge
There’s a place I like to visit from time to time: a place called Enough. It is that place where my endlessly racing heart finally slows, where the ever-clenched muscles in my
Sometimes my kids will ask to have cake for breakfast. Yesterday reminded me why I never say “no.” My 6-year old daughter Selah was sitting in the front yard with our dog,
Things change in the time it takes to breathe. – Sass Jordan Two years ago my father died in his sleep while on vacation. It was, as my mother described
The holidays are a time for recognizing our profound fullness, of purposefully dwelling on the abundant overflow we find ourselves in and being grateful for it. Our houses and our bellies bulge
There’s a place I like to visit from time to time: a place called Enough. It is that place where my endlessly racing heart finally slows, where the ever-clenched muscles in my