“I think you need to see this house. I think it could be amazing.” I won’t quickly forget the first time I drove down the dirt road that leads to our hidden cottage. Off of the road, past the neighbors, and down a lane with a car full of children. My favorite past time during
By Stuart Elliott “For all our talk of virtue we are powerless to create it. We cannot MAKE our children good.”- Cyndi Rollins Let’s be honest with ourselves, much of what characterizes education today, whether in a traditional school or at home, is fear and anxiety. It seems we are in a constant state of
What to say. Oh, what to say. More often than not, my words fail me (hence the need to type them out once my brain has had a chance to connect with my tongue). A few months back, my husband took the pulpit to preach to our small, faithful congregation that meets each Sunday morning
This. Every morning, this. I could wake up seventy thousand more times, roll out of bed, scramble to find a mismatched pair of socks, and throw on an oversized, overworn sweatshirt before hobbling out to the thrift store couch (where no less than four little ones will soon find me) and never tire of it.
I wasn’t always this person. But don’t remind me of that. A decade ago – I was much, much different. Those of you who have read my testimony (part two here) can… well… attest to that. I’m not going to tell you who I was because I don’t want you to know her. But this past
A wee bit back, Stuart and our oldest two littles headed off to North Carolina to visit family. Originally, when the trip was planned, I was a zillion months pregnant and couldn’t bare the thought of traveling with no less than four little ones. Throw into that decision the eighty nine animals here reliant on
Ever get in a funk? Of course you do, you’re human. We all do. You know what else will put you in a funk? Finding A STRAY CHIN HAIR ON YOUR FACE! What the what?! Funk level = maximized. I found myself that way today… wandering around like a “mombie” who’s heart was heavy with
The ordinary. Hi. My name is Shaye. And I would like to share with you ordinary photographs from these past few days. Because – get this now – my life is ordinary. Y’all. I have four kids five and under. It’s so dang wonderful and so brutally hard. A clean house is a distant memory like a
Changes, y’all. Big changes. I felt so melancholy a few nights back, I wanted to just crawl out of my skin. I sat in bed, nursing Juliette… staring out the window… praying with Stuart. The sprinkler was watering the field off in the distance and it’s faithful tick-tick-tick gave a rhythmic undertone to my heavy
Join us in our latest adventure and life snippet: tilling the garden. In case you missed it, I recently showed a video of my new Potager Garden (here’s the link). And don’t forget to Subscribe to our YouTube Channel!