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July 2008 ArchivesI spent over nine years as an executive for a large adoption agency. I witnessed countless couples enter into the adoption process with fear, anxiety, and apprehension. For the families that followed through, I saw, with little exception, joy, happiness, and a peace of mind that comes with following your heart and watching the miracle unfold. Of course, the adoption journey came with challenges and heartache. But, in the end, or rather the... As some of you may know, we have exposed our kids to a wide variety of music. Included in the "Barney" mix are a few classic rock favorites. My kids love to jam to Boston, Journey, Queen, and Steve Miller Band. In addition, our bedtime ritual includes more than stories and a prayer. Last night, we played a little bedtime charades. As daddy acted out the clues, the kids guessed: "Song!" shouts Luke "Three Words" chimes Colt...
"Child Dies After Being Left in Hot Car". This headline causes parents everywhere to cringe. It is so preventable, so needless. So who are these people that carelessly leave children in the back of hot cars? I was surprised to learn that although some can be attributed to day care workers or drug abusers, the majority of the incidents occur under the supervision of otherwise responsible parents. It's not that hard to believe. We...
Before having children, I was determined that my kids would eat healthy.... I have learned through the years that one key to happiness is this: Don't have rich friends. Now, if you stop and think about this - I know you will agree. Sure, we are SUPPOSE to be happy for our friends that have achieved financial success - but most of us can't help but feel pretty lousy after a joy ride in our neighbor's new convertible Beemer or feel a ting of hate when our girlfriend sports her new Chanel purse... Towards the end of last season, I was pretty burned out on baseball. I growled while driving to practices and I moaned sitting in the uncomfortable stands in 110 degrees. Let's just say I didn't have a winning attitude. All of that changed when I met the players and parents from the Miracle League. The Miracle League offers kids the opportunity to play baseball regardless of their disability. Their motto is "Every Kid Deserves to Pl... We call it the "lazy days of summer" and we are right in the HEAT of it. I had hoped to lose myself in some sort of beach read - but instead found it easier to lift a remote rather than lift a book. Still, summer isn't over and I could still squeeze in a few novels. You see, I want to add more to my personal reading list than soup labels and Pier One catalogs. I also want to commit to reading more with my children. Frankly, it has ... I took my youngest to the church nursery. His favorite teacher was there to greet him. But this Sunday she says, "Luke - you are such a big boy that you get to go upstairs to Sunday School with all of the other big boys!" I started to protest. "But he's only four. He likes going to the Green Frog or the Blue Bunny rooms." She looked at me sympathetically and said, "It goes by so quickly doesn't it?" I tooK his hand and fought bac... Fatigue - it is a mother's worse enemy. The minute your first bundle of joy enters the world - sleep becomes a precious commodity that is often sacrificed for a wet diaper, a monster in the closet, or a misplaced stuffed bunny. As they get older, sleep continues to elude us as we lie awake thinking about the C- on the report card, a broken heart, and their college entrance exams. The problem with this lack of sleep runs deeper t... I am doing an on-air series on "Bringing Home Baby". This experience has brought back many memories. I offer this reflection: It's bedtime. I finally get the kids tucked in - stories told with their favorite stuffed friend in place. As I leave with promises of sweet dreams - we hear the pops. Fireworks were going off for a pre-4th of July Show in Fort Worth. Without saying a word, we all ran for the front door and seconds later, we were standing in the front yard, barefoot and in our pajamas, watching the skies light up. What is it about fireworks? They appeal ... When my children were babies, they would often interact with someone not present in the room. They would look at one spot and giggle and coo like someone was tickling them or making funny faces. When my youngest was old enough to talk, I asked him, "Do the angels talk to you?" "Yes," he said. "What do they say?" I asked. He leaned in and whispered in my ear, "God Yuves Me." I believe spirituality come... |
