Archive for July, 2009

Empowerment & Peace

Although I pray that the leaders of our nation will be blessed with wisdom, understanding, and a determination to do what is right, in this unprecedented era of bankruptcy, bailouts and Obama, I find myself feeling increasingly unsettled and powerless to influence the course of these historic times. Certainly in answer to another daily heavenly petition … [...]

The Old Woman & Her Pig

On Monday as I was running hither and yon like a chicken sans head, I was reminded of this story from my childhood, introduced to me by my Grandma Hess. The Old Woman and Her Pig AN old woman was sweeping her house, and she found a little crooked sixpence. ‘What,’ said she, ‘shall I do [...]

Heigh Ho, Heigh Ho . . .

It’s off to Ho’s we go! As the moon is to the sun … As a weed is to an orchid … As a Hershey bar is to a Godiva truffle … Such are my talents and abilities compared to Heidi Ho’s … the red-headed phenom. Seriously. She can install a sprinkler system one day … sew [...]

it’s the day we get ready for Sunday! … unless the truck battery dies a day late, on Sunday morning, as BT tries to leave for church meetings … … and BT forgets to gas up, leaving him with insufficient fuel to get to all of his various church destinations once the truck has been [...]

A Child of God

Although some children may brag that they “swim in a pool to keep themselves cool” or “swing in a tree up high,” the Tolbert children will respond: “We make our annual trek to the Denton Central Appraisal District with our miserly mom.” For the fourth straight year, I loaded the kiddos up and, armed with [...]

Distracted

Trying to get a family picture to document our July 4th weekend jaunt to Waxahachie proved to be more difficult than anticipated. It’s a crummy picture, but the look on Vivi’s face is priceless.

Rite of Passage

Where are you going my little one, little one Where are you going my baby my own Turn around and you’re two, turn around and you’re four Turn around and you’re a young girl going out of the door Turn around (turn around) Turn around (turn around) Turn around and you’re a young girl goin’ [...]

The Witching Hour

I start each day with a renewed determination to be a better mom than the day before … +more playfully crawling around the floor with Baby Tad -less scrubbing and sweeping the floor while Baby Tad cries in his exersaucer +more booktime with Vivi, even pausing long enough to show her the pictures rather than [...]

Pooped

Exhausted from a day of non-stop domesticity, I plopped into my chair at the dinner table, eager to taste the fruits of my many labors. On the menu this evening was a colorful vegetable platter featuring the latest harvest from our garden, homemade ranch dip, freshly baked homemade rolls still warm from the oven, freshly [...]