Striving for Good Measure
Dear Lindsey, “She is inconsolably crying,” was my husband’s text to me while I was at the grocery store last Saturday. When I got home to the thermometer, it was 103. Christine (9) has had a cold for...
View ArticleHomeschooling Missing Ingredients (Mistakes I’ve Made)
Dear Lindsey The coupons began as a spontaneous purchase at Walgreens, although I haven’t seen them there lately, so we have made our own. One coupon says, “Your choice of restaurant the next time we...
View ArticleNobody Wins
Dear Lindsey, “Nobody wins an argument,” may be true, but I still have to laugh at the professional soccer players. They look so cool on the field, so suavely athletic,…until that whistle blows and the...
View ArticleFinding a Character to Marry, Part Two
How to Find a Spouse Dear Lindsey, In the previous two Letters, Part Zero and Part One, we have been discussing “How to find a spouse,” featuring advice from Pastor Stephen Davey. If Dr. Stephen Davey...
View ArticleBradys Play Hurt
Dear Lindsey, I have decided I know why it is called, “roughhousing”: because it is rough on my HOUSE! Boys are boys! When our oldest was barely one-year-old, “wrestling with dad” became the most...
View ArticleTough Breaks
Dear Lindsey, “Mom,” my eight-year-old began last week, “could you please call my coach and let him know I can’t play tonight, because I cracked my leg.” Seeing he was walking fine, I smiled inside...
View ArticleThe Book is Here!
Introducing: Letters to Lindsey in book form! Thanks to my husband’s initiative and his incredible, creative team; thanks to you who requested it; and thanks to the late Russ Mack who persistently...
View ArticleWhy is There a Dead Bird on the Air Hockey Table?
Dear Lindsey, I got off to a start this morning. My oldest drove himself to school. The next three kids and I loaded into the car before Chris was even downstairs for breakfast. Off to the appointments...
View ArticleReal Moms: “When the Last Goldfish Dies”
Dear Lindsey, After ice skating for a while, I decided I could sit back with my book while I watched my kids through the glass. The Tuesday family skate brought less than ten kids that morning. I sat...
View ArticleShade in Thorns
Dear Lindsey, It was spur-of-the-moment for me, but it had been in my daughter Christine’s mind for a week: berry picking. On my walk one morning last week, I had seen wild blackberries by the side of...
View ArticleIf You Give a Sanguine a Marker, She Might Change the World!
“Everything looks like junk to me and treasure to her!” my husband vented in a text to me, while he was trying to help my daughter finish packing her room for our move across town. Our family’s recent...
View ArticleSoccer Guys and Humble Pie
Have you ever made a mistake in parenting? Long before he could write, my son Nate loved soccer. If he wasn’t playing soccer, he was watching soccer (or begging to watch soccer as shown by the Post-It...
View ArticleChin Ups (Via Humorous Teens)
Dear Lindsey, As heavy as life can get, I love it when a lighter side keeps my chin up. While Christine and I were away visiting Mom in a Colorado hospital following her stroke, and Chris was speaking...
View ArticleSummer Reading is Like Underwear
My active four-year-old son decided it was easier to change pants later than use the toilet when it called. I can remember stressing out about it, writing in my prayer journal, and reading books to see...
View ArticleYou Know You’re a Soccer Mom When…
Just for fun… You know you’re a “soccer Mom” when … someone asks how old your kid is and you answer a number with a “u” in front of it. … you go to a Broadway play and check the … Continue reading →
View ArticleAudiobook Available: Letters to Lindsey
Audiobook of Letters to Lindsey is available! Imagine: driving around town, pop in the CD's, listen, laugh, cry, and don't wreck! Continue reading →
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