It's time to change my home-page here at Love Covers a Multitude of Sons.  When I began this site last year, I was still in the season of life I lovingly refer to as "the dark ages."  You know, those early mothering years when life is just... busier, harder, and messier than we had expected them to be.  

But this past month, through...

We moved last week.  Out of our spacious home and into a little condo down the hill.  We're enjoying our simplified existence with fewer things to put away, more cuddle time and laughter on the couch, and jaunts to the community pool for a family plunge.   

We didn't have much to bring, actually.  We sold a lot of our furniture to the newlyweds moving into our family hous...

I had a bouquet of dead daffodils on my dinning room table all day today.  It amazes me how quickly beautiful flowers wither and die.  The fragrance goes from heavenly to rotten in the course of a day.  Astounding that we too can go from a glorious mountain top in the morning, to the deepest valley by mid-afternoon. Full of "Yeses" and smiles for our children as the sun ascends, only to melt-down as they do.  

This little light of mine, I'm gonna let it shine...

This little light of mine, i'm gonna let it shine....

This little light of mine, I'm gonna let it shine...

Let it shine, let it shine, let it shine.

One evening when my middle-est was overtired, I tucked him into bed with some sweet, extra cuddle time.  Matt was out of town so I was on my own.  Luckily my biggest was reading bedtime books to my littlest, so we were all right for some time.  But eventually I had to say goodnight.  Again his tears came hot and fresh.  

With ti...

Yesterday I posted about reading Ingri and Edgar Parin d'Aulaire's children's book GEORGE WASHINGTON with my eight year old son, Caleb.  This morning he read their beautifully illustrated ABRAHAM LINCOLN aloud to me.  In the final pages Caleb put the book down multiple times to ask me about Slavery, Civil War, and why God didn't te...