It's after midnight and I just finished having a tender heart-to-heart with my 13 year old. It's not the kind I expected to be having -- we didn't talk about girls or music or baseball like we normally do. Instead, we talked about pain tolerance, life insurance, and muscle biopsies. We both cried a little… Continue reading You Are Wonderfully Made
We are used to stares and odd comments about our family. We get counted wherever we go and people often stop and ask us about our "story". We have fully embraced that we are different, but last week someone said something that was so offensive, I wanted to scream. Or bonk someone on the head.… Continue reading That’s Too Many Kids!