Prayers With Olivia #3

Prayers With Olivia #2

Abbey: On Dating

Abbey has been asking for over a year if she could start dating.  We have told the kids that until they are 75, there will be no dating.  Just recently, Abbey pleaded with me to let her date, and wanted to know WHY she couldn't.  I explained to her my concerns:

She's too young.
Dating leads to kissing.
Kissing leads to...more kissing...

Best. Birthday. Ever.

Olivia has spent the last year or more enjoying one "Best Day Ever!" after another.  I can't even recall the number of times I have heard her exclaim "Best Day Ever!"  Every time it cracks me up.  She's always making me laugh.

Today she gets the spotlight once more, as I share with you how we celebrated her 8th birthday yesterday.

Prayers With Olivia #1

You can always count on the kids to tell God exactly what they are thinking at any given moment.  We could take lessons in prayer from our children.

Apparently she's okay with cars running into the neighbor kids, as long as they don't do it "a lot."

Poetry Is ALWAYS About Death

I have a long-standing belief that all poetry is about death.  If you were in my college literature class, which you likely weren't since there were only four people in it, you know my adamant belief that all poetry is about death.  Give me a poem and I can show you how it is about death.  Katherine wanted to put this to the test.  The first two poems I Googled contained at least one form of the word "die" in them.

Thinking she would be clever, Katherine decided to write a poem for me, so that I could show her how it is about death.  Now keep in mind that poetry, like art, is open to interpretation.  And so perhaps you may think my interpretation is a stretch to get to the topic of death, but I don't really care.  I hold strongly to my belief.

He Is Beautiful To Me

While Kris and Kaleb are going through Every Young Man's Battle together, I picked out a book called Talking To Your Daughter About Best Friends and Mean Girls to go through with the girls.  One night a week we have been doing one of the ten included devotions together.  Each one has a topic to write about in a journal.  Tonight we were asked to write a letter to Jesus expressing how he was beautiful to us and I thought I would share the letters that we wrote.

They're Not So Little Anymore

It was a year or so ago that I realized, with horror, that I had to stop calling my children the Little Bishops.  The kids likely would have not groaned in embarrassment if I had stopped years ago.  But it's my job to embarrass them, right?

But then this odd thing happened.  I woke up one day to find that they weren't so little anymore.  They had become preteens!  And so I see this and I think "What have I gotten myself into?"

I had grown accustomed to quoting my hilarious kids on Facebook, and it gave me an excuse to avoid this.  While there were no bad memories associated with the blog itself, in my mind it represented a time in my life that I am not proud of.  I needed some distance.  But I MISS this blog.

As life continued around us, and my kids have not stopped being hilarious, I found myself feeling nostalgic as I thought about the temporarily abandoned "Little Bishop Chronicles."  This led me to a frantic redesign and an updated blog title, more appropriately named to describe this crazy life that threatens to pass me by.  I wanted to once more share the funny stories and rant about the things that drive me crazy.