It’s funny what happens to Saturdays when the family grows. Already I’ve taken my son to baseball practice, my daughter to ballet and worked over tomorrow’s sermon in the meantime. Next up is a list of chores (passport photos, baseball helmets, groceries). I remember when weekends were relaxing. But I think it’s a fair trade.
Blood on the Carpet – I thoroughly enjoyed this blog post, which includes the longest run-on sentence you’re ever likely to read.
Your First Name and Your Age – “What’s in a name? Your age, for one thing. Names, like clothing and music, go in and out of fashion, and each generation chooses different ones than the last, until, like a giant Jeopardy wheel, the same ones come around again. Note that as the years progress the list becomes more multi-cultural; many names from the mid-20th century were of English origin or Biblical. Popular entertainers and cultural figures (such as Prince William) also impact the list.”
Moms, Former Moms, Wannabe Moms – “Mother’s Day is a tricky holiday. Like any holiday, it is sweet for some and bitter for others. For some, it’s both. I remember feeling on the outside looking in on Mother’s Day, first as a single woman and then after I miscarried our first. Our church had an entrance near the nursery called the Family Entrance. Could I use it? Were we a family?”
Give Her a Chance – This may make sense only to Canadians. I enjoyed the subtle sarcasm in this article. While you’re at it, read this one (again, I think only Canadians will care).
VW Tests – This is strangely satisfying to watch.
