Behind Mom and Dad’s door stood an old, five-gallon plastic jug, the origin of which I have long forgotten. Every time Dad had a pocketful of small change, he would toss it into t (...)
There’s a little girl in my neighborhood who is six years old. Her mother has carefully guarded the girl’s childhood from the stress of early learning requirements.
Just the other day, Deb discovered the article “Of Utmost Concern,” written 9 years ago, back when we first started the No Greater Joy publication. When she read it to me, she (...)
Dad always had a mischievous habit of asking visiting children (of all ages) a question: “Hey little man, what do you do for a living?”
Every night before Joe Courage goes to bed, he and his Daddy go outside to look at the stars. We are twenty miles from town, and there are very few lights to dim the (...)
Dear Pearls, My second son has always been a tender, loving child who really loves his mama. Lately he has almost been what appears to be jealous of his daddy’s affection t (...)
Back in the mid to late 70s, I was still a skinny little girl with ratty braids and huge eyes. My parents were on the cutting edge of the homeschool movement, and being the (...)
I've asked a male or two this question in a over a dozen foreign countries: "What is the most valuable and attractive attribute a woman can have in your culture?" The answer (...)