This post is late. One of the joys of living with small children is the wide variety of communicable diseases you get to experience-namely the flu and pink eye. I’ve worked with the flu and sick kids lots of times, but staring at a computer screen with pink eye is sheer torture. My Quasimoto phase…
Ok, so I went and stepped in it this time. I had to go and blog about communication. I nearly smacked myself after yesterday’s post and actually yelled at the computer, “What were you thinking!” In response to my outburst, Lily flicked her tail in my face and the kids never even looked up. (I…
Kat felt weak in her knees, but she stood strong. Because that was what she’d always done. Stood strong. “So who are you really, Father Johnny?” “The real question, Kat, is who are you? If you can understand yourself, then you’ll know where my journey started. Do you believe in God?” “We already-” “So then,…