The Bouncy Ones

Sam and Joel, brothers in bounciness =) Gotta love those shining blue eyes!  Thanks Grandma! (photo courtesy of Katie Majorins, homeschool teacher extraordinaire)

Pics of the Month

I have been remiss in posting kid pictures for the grandparents.  Back to that glorious tradition!  First up is Anna goofing off in her favorite nightgown  (made by Mom for Christmas, fabric courtesy of Debbie Morey)

Rats & Bats & ZZZs

Rodentia.Okay, according to wikipedia bats aren’t rodents. But rats and bats sure seem to be in the same family to me. We’ll climb the family tree and call them all mammals. Bats live in our attic, correction, bats live in almost every attic here. They scamper about the midnight skies Read more…

Nostalgia & Pain – Part II

After finishing this last week with tears, and after further reflection, I realized there was something more. More to say. More to chew on. When my Maasai friend hadn’t seen someone in months, he ‘greets’ for a LONG time. He ‘chews the news’. So join me in chewing on some Read more…

Nostalgia & Pain – Part I

That old familiar friend stopped by this afternoon. Nostalgia visits often, but particularly around landmark events. Next week is the end of this school year. Ah, how much we have all learned. The end of this school year marks the end of me teaching a preschooler (I always dreaded the Read more…

Trauma Healing

Click here if the youtube window doesn’t load. {DISCLAIMER: This video does involve graphic content not suitable for young children.} Much of this footage is from our hometown here – if you want a peek. Our group is involved in translating, checking, publishing and training local church leaders with tools Read more…

Extra jog

It was going to be a lazy Friday afternoon of leisurely sewing and listening to the boys play outside with their favorite friend. Until the extra jog. I had just finished a 3-mile workout with our wonderful homeschool helper Katie, we did our 3-miles and were cooling down for the Read more…

Lumiere

I have begun this post several times, and no words feel sufficient enough to convey the wonder of the privilege I’ve had the past 3 months to be in our local church choir. To put things into words feels like it will minimize a wondrous reality. I fear giving you Read more…

365

365 days ago we reluctantly entered Autismland. 365 days ago the specialist looked us in the eyes, and said the words that would echo through our past and future. Like a snapshot it seemed that time stood still. “qualifies for a diagnosis of Asperger’s syndrome” 365 days ago we got Read more…