This picture is a great symbol for how I very often feel as I watch my offspring. Sometimes I think, “Are you really my kid?Where did that talent, personality or characteristic come from?” All my children have the same parents and have lived in the same environment but each child inherited not only different physical genes but…… Continue reading Nature Not Nurture. Trust Me.
When my eighth child was born, every one was thirteen and under. The mornings could be chaotic and six year old David was the main contributor to the mayhem. He was full of energy and good humour but would express it by running up and down the kitchen in between eating, brushing his teeth, gathering reading…… Continue reading The Battle To Get David Dressed
One visit from Grandma Jean and Grandpa Ron occurred when Melissa and Mara were about four and five years old. My two little girls were fascinated as they watched Grandma apply a touch of make-up each morning because they had never seen anything like it. I wasn’t interested in make-up in those days and frankly there wasn’t time anyway;…… Continue reading Make-Up And Little Girls
Do you remember this humourous, family kitchen scene, perhaps from the forty’s or fifty’s, where a child sits on a stool with a huge sheet tied around their neck, a pained expression on their face and a bowl on their head as Mother stands poised behind them, scissors in hand? This family drama came to life in the early 1990’s. Our whole…… Continue reading Cutting Kids Hair By Trial and Error
” The best way to train little boys to aim for the toilet bowl is to sprinkle confetti or cheerios in the water and tell them to sink the boats. </div>
Most people have never heard of Agnes Sanford (1897-1982) but she has been and, in fact still is, a dear friend of mine. She was an interesting woman who was born to missionaries in China, married an American Anglican ( Episcopalian) and became mother to three children. Agnes suffered post-partum depression and and was diagnosed as suicidal when one of…… Continue reading There is a Crowd of Supporters Surrounding Us
The Joy of Mothering this is your call This is your vocation This is your witness to the world