How come there’s paint on the bottom of the boat?Why is the water red?Where does the water go?How come there’s ice on the lake?When…
Finding Joy Blog
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Someday he’ll be too big to hold in my arms. Someday he’ll want to walk, not to be carried. Someday he’ll live on his…
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See that blurry pic? The one taken with my camera phone? That’s from my girls’ night. Last night. With my daughters — Hannah, Chloe…
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I’m wondering how my boys can mess their room up in under ten minutes. It doesn’t seem fair — they seem to have a…
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I need to draw a line in the sand. It’s not an easy line to draw. This mark, this line, is antithetical to what…
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(taken in Minnesota on a dirt road on my cousin’s farm) I love this photo. The juxtaposition between the clear skies and the approaching…