Four years ago the ultrasound technician smiled broadly and announced the swirling baby within me was a girl. I remember two feelings in that moment: the wet gel circulating on my belly and the deafening silence of Chris. Both of us had reserved ourselves with the knowing we would produce only boys. We had nothing to base this on except a likely subconscious preference. I, never feeling like I knew how to have great girl friendships and thus figured I’d be a better mother of boys. Chris, well girls talk and are dramatic, it would be all around easier for all involved if our children were male. And yet, God has a way of mixing it up…


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The Chrysler Museum’s Art Comes to Life!

“Naked! Naked! Naked!” The giggles and guffaws begin as we enter the 12th-19th century European Art gallery and Cody declares his observation for the entire gallery’s floor.
“Why are there so many…um, well, you know, she’s naked…” Ryder shyly asks.
“I’m not entirely sure, but I would guess there are various reasons artists like to focus on the naked body – it makes an impression on the viewer, the body is a curious and beautiful structure, and well, …”


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Dear Author

Mr. Roy,
I like your A-Z Mystery books because they have big mysteries. I like Ruth Rose, Josh, and Dink because they figure out the mysteries! I listen to them every night. I love them! I listen to them in my top bunk bed with my little brother. I don’t know if he likes them. I know he likes Adventures in Odyssey.  

-Ryder Clay Mack (6 years old)

School Days have begun again in the Mini Mack house. Numbers are added and subtracted, graphed and carried. Thank you notes are drafted. The super powers of letters and their side-kick friends are reintroduced. Together the super letters make sounds that assemble words. Forming the mouth to make these silly blending sounds is funny to Rory, optional to Cody, and downright embarrassing to Ryder.

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