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Aunt Donna has made a quilt for everyone one of my babies. Today at nap time I offered Noah his to cuddle under. “Aunt Donni made this for ME?” You could hear the love and awe in his voice. “The next time I’m at my Juju and my Honey’s house I will see Aunt Donni.… Read more

“Who dumped everything out of the doll house?” I asked as I entered the girls’ bedroom. Mary Frei responded, “Elisha and I were playing like there was an earthquake.” “Well, now pretend it’s time to rebuild and put the house back together.” Read more

Elisha, as he walks through the kitchen very purposefully headed to the laundry room, “Momma, I’m getting some pliers to pull my tooth.” Read more

Mary Frei. You have to know this child. She bounds almost everywhere she goes. She smiles so much that her daddy calls her ‘smiley-girl’. Her hair is an odd combination of stick straight and curls in a mix up of red, auburn, blonde and light brown colors that try as hard as we can never… Read more

Jarod has been teaching the children a song which he learned to sing in both the English and Hebrew languages while in college. At the breakfast table the oldest 4 were trying to remember the words and get the tones right. They were singing the English verse. Noah interrupted and said, “No, guys. Hou need… Read more

My children say the craziest things sometimes. Often I’m left either speechless or choking on laughter but then 3 days later I’m like, “what was it he said again?” So I’m gonna give this WordPress app a try and see if I can preserve the occasional side splitters or tear jerkers here. If that kinda… Read more

A post on “Sermonettes”, and excellent blog by a handsome fellow. In honor of St. Patrick’s Day… Read more

Anyone who knows me knows I’m a HUGE fan of our produce co-op!!  Recently, the man who runs it offered to pick up extras for anyone who wanted an extra case or two of something.  We bought 40lb of sweet potatoes for $9, 50lbs of russet potatoes for $10 and  50lbs of onions for $12. … Read more

When I was a little girl Daddy was in the Army.  Moving as often and as far away as his job required often made time with extended family scarce.  Some seasons of my childhood my relationship with my grandparents, aunts and uncles was reduced to phone calls and frequent letters because Europe was just too far away. … Read more