Taking Off the Training Wheels

Taking Off the Training Wheels

How many of you can remember this day? Either as a parent or as a child you have more than likely experienced the joy AND panic of . . . the day the training wheels came off. In our nursery rooms, we have a few little riding toys that are close to the ground, very stable, and easy to maneuver. Even the youngest toddler can find a way to mount one of these toys and scoot around the floor. There is no need for fear. Just lots of fun scooting around the room. Very soon, however, legs get too long... Read More
He Calls Me By Name

He Calls Me By Name

I adore spending time with my twin granddaughters.  It is so hard to have them live fifteen hours away, but when I get a chance to visit, I make the most of it! On my last visit, I was sitting on the couch with them chatting.  My pet name for them is Lovey Doves.  They made the comment, “Kitty, you always call us Lovey Doves.”  I replied that yes, I do!  I asked them what their Gigi calls them.  They replied, “Precious girls,” in their sing-song voices.  I then asked them what... Read More
Community Matters

Community Matters

Recently I spent several days at a quilting retreat with some friends. It was so much fun, and as I looked back over the retreat, several thoughts came to mind. Why was sewing with a group more fun than sewing alone? We each had our own machines. We could just as easily complete our tasks in our own homes in our own sewing areas. Why did we see this need to come together for several days? The more I thought about it, the more I realized it wasn’t about the sewing—it was about community. As... Read More
Life Is A Party

Life Is A Party

Last night, I called my little twin grand-daughters right before bed to video chat. They are three-years-old and live fifteen hours away. “Hey Kitty!” they said. “We’re having a sleep party!” My daughter-in-law stepped in to explain that right now everything’s a party. Bedtime is a sleep party. They have lunch parties, watching Beauty and the Beast parties, go see Daddy at work parties, and on and on. Oh, to enjoy life like a three-year-old! I started thinking about it. What if Sunday morning... Read More
The Importance of Tone

The Importance of Tone

When my oldest son was eleven, we were blessed to go to China on a short-term mission trip. I had never been to China before, and I definitely didn’t know how to speak the language! Before our trip I learned to say “Hello,” “Thank you,” and “I love you” in Mandarin. Thankfully, a translator accompanied us everywhere we went. I loved listening to the sing-song up and down of her voice as she translated for us. Mandarin is a tonal language. It is extremely important that you use the correct... Read More
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