“Hang on, I need to fix my hair.  Does this shirt look too baggy?” I couldn’t understand why Sarah suddenly cared what she looked like until I learned that she is the only girl working recreation at VBS and the other volunteers are high school boys.

It’s essay time for karate again.  The assigned topic is “modesty”, a completely foreign concept to Noah. My report is on modesty. Modesty is not bragging or showing off. My mother thinks that modesty is being yourself, but using discretion about what you say, do and wear. My dad thinks modesty is not embarrassing others […]

Like her father, Amy is not shy.  She walks up to any small person and introduces herself.  Like most children, she is a creature of habit.  This is the way Amy introduces herself whenever we are out and about. “Hi!  My name is Amy and I’m four (holds up four fingers).  I have a baby […]

“Dad, you need to sell our car to the gypsies cause it’s broken.” I’m thinking I should say that expression less. 

“I’m calling the gypsies to come get Evan.”

“Awesome.” I have asked her about her day every single day this school year and this is the first time her answer wasn’t “fine” or “boring”.

Teacher – “Amy, you are being a little stinker today.” Amy – “Yeah, that’s what my Mommy calls me. I’m a stinker.”

“Eeek!” every single time Amy hides and jumps out to say “Boo”.

“Mom, you’re old. Really old.” Thank you Amy. Don’t ask for a car when you’re 16.