stuff

Too. Much. Stuff!

  For generations, our ancestral farmhouse collected generational stuff, until little paths wound through it. My grandma dropped by shortly after my husband and I moved in. I was mortified, but all she reported to my mother was how nice the brown cloth looked on our table, the one spot I’d managed to carve from
monkey bread

Monkey Bread

  Baking is a big part of our family. From holidays to just because, my family’s kitchens have always been full of love and lot of memories.  As a mother, I want to create these special memories with my kiddos, too. Baking is a great way to make memories, but also a fantastic way to
history

Teach History the Fun Way

  In our house, we love history. We don’t see history as a bunch of boring facts, but rather a grand epic that God is sovereignly writing, while men make choices to align themselves with the Lord or against Him. History is HIS Story. We study HIS story the fun way.   Discover the Story
garden

A Little Dirt Never Hurt

  My mom recently sent me a picture of a large mason jar filled with dirt. The dirt had been swept up (by her) from the hardwood floors of my parents’ farmhouse.  She wasn’t commenting on the color or texture of the dirt. It was plain Missouri hill dirt. And I knew exactly what it
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