Ever After

That was Then … and this is Now … What a difference a year makes! A daddy’s boy … Baby Tad lights up the moment BT walks into the room and bursts into tears when BT departs. A climber … managed to crawl up on a chair yesterday and enjoyed flipping the light and fan [...]

Vivi and I have been the unfortunate victims of MANY mosquito bites this summer. OUCH!!! We both itch like CRAZY and poor Vivi swells up just like I used to as a child. Judging from her latest batch, she went outside in her panties last night.  Poor kid!

As we walked back to the car on Saturday following a fun few hours at Arbor Hills Nature Preserve, Baby Tad enjoyed his piggy back ride so much that he nearly fell asleep on BT’s shoulders. But we’re not sure what prompted him to start sucking on BT’s head … it tasted salty? it felt [...]

Two weeks ago today at just about this time in the morning, BT was packing for his DC trip.  I guess you could call it “packing.”  He could fit everything for a week-long trip in one of the quart-size ziplocs they hand out at the airport security checkpoints. Anyway, none of us was all too [...]

Silence is the sharper sword.  ~Samuel Johnson As Ariana headed off to bed tonight, she gave me a peck and a squeeze like she always does, but there was a deafening silence that accompanied the token ritual affection. She didn’t say that she loved me. She always tells me that she loves me before she [...]

On our recent trip to Washington, D.C., Vivi had a terrifying experience at the hotel… Translation: BT was herding the kids down to the lobby and I was in the room gathering up the last of our things when I heard a scream of sheer terror.  When I realized that it was Vivi screaming, I [...]

Spanish Fork, UT (August 2009)

I believe that Christ, in addition to being the Redeemer of all mankind, was a master carpenter. Why? Because following the sealing of my brother-in-law’s family in the Washington, D.C. temple a few days ago , my sweet six-year-old nephew astutely observed that they were now “glued” together. And who but The Master Carpenter could facilitate [...]

Breagan (adopted son of my dear friend Judy) did not choose his developmental delays, physical maladies, and behavioral challenges.  He had no voice in the choices of his biological mother that resulted in his daily doses of strong mood-altering medications, special schooling, and an uncertain future. FACT:  FASD (Fetal Alcohol Spectrum Disorders) is the leading [...]