So true. You do it for enjoyment more than your own.

Me: What do you want to be when you grow up? 6: A grown-up. Me: What else? 6: Don't make me be two things.

Just ordered a new handheld vacuum. On a Friday night. From my bed, which I’ve been in since 8:30 pm. Doing some major adulting.

Wearing maternity jeans is the best way to ease into wearing hard pants.

Bathing a toddler.

My favorite thing is when my 5-year old points out how dirty the stairs are and reminds me to vacuum. Like I’m over here adulting all day and your biggest accomplishment is eating all your vegetables at dinner.

I work a remote desk job. I find it therapeutic to refinish furniture, take a walk, or try a new recipe.

The thing about kids is the more tired they get, the wilder they get at bedtime. Many a grandparent has been fooled by this trickery.

The most desperate prayers are those of parents of newborns at 2 am.

I found an acorn under my pillow, and I didn’t even question it. I just assumed I won whatever game my 5-year old made up.

Cutting a newborns fingernails should be an Olympic sport and everyone gets a medal.

I didn’t think Senior Citizen Day was a think anymore until I went to the grocery store on a Wednesday morning.

No one is more concerned about proper hydration than the kid you just put to bed.

I feel the same way about what my kids tell their preschool teachers

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I don’t usually post the pastoral emails I send our congregation because, well, they’re personal. But since what happened in our city today, in a sister church, affecting so many who are connected in so many ways, is so public, here’s what I wrote:

“Human history is the long terrible story of man trying to find something other than God which will make him happy.” - C.S. Lewis

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Our mission budgets would be more impactful by supporting more national pastors and sending less of our own.