Ready for a new download of Camp Grandma ideas and tips? Good, because we just finished our 2017 camp, and I can’t wait to share it with you. Your Camp Grandma, Cousins’ Camp, Grandma Camp (or whatever you call your special few days with your grandkids) can be in your
Father’s Day. Do those words put joy to your heart and a spring in your step? If not, it may be because: You didn’t have a good relationship with your dad. Your heart hurts for your kids who didn’t have healthy dad experiences. Your grandchildren are growing up without a
It’s always a pleasure to share these pages with amazing women. Lillian Penner is the author of Grandparenting with a Purpose: Effective Ways to Pray for Your Grandchildren and Co-Prayer Director for Christian Grandparenting Network. When she accepted my invitation to share her wisdom with my readers, I was thrilled.
I treasure the warm feel of a small child’s head snuggled under my chin after he climbs onto my lap, hands me a book, and says, “Read this to me, Grandma.” Guess what book my 4-year old grandson, Kaius, grabs for Grandma to read to him every time he spends
Ya know how sometimes you get a really wild idea, and you want to share it with someone? Not me, I usually do FAR more than share. I draaaag as many people as I can along with me on whatever my latest adventure is going to be. I figure if
We had just sat down to dinner when my 4-year-old grandson, Kai, proclaimed, “I pray now. I love Grandma. I love Grandpa. Am! (Translation: “Amen!”) Best grace prayer EVER! Kai was acting out a story that had been lived out before him all of his life. Now he wanted to
Years ago I started collecting Grandma Bessie’s old recipes. My dad had many of them—some written in his mother’s handwriting, others in his. I collected Dad’s stories of growing up in a home without a father, and how his mom supported he and his sister by baking for all the
Yes, a disappointment can lead to a win. We’d just turned off the main road past a small cottage and headed up a long hill when my dad dropped the bombshell on me. “Susie,” he said. “I know you’ve wanted to be an exchange student for a long time, but
I about choked when a few weeks ago I read about the four-year-old little girl abused so badly she had purple bruises all over her malnourished body and dried blood in the corner of her mouth. When asked her name, she quietly replied, “Idiot.” That was the only name she
So, I thought I’d had my food choices nailed down for our Alaskan cruise. During registration I’d listed gluten-free and sugar-free as my food restrictions. Each evening I would be able to order dinner for the following night according to my diet. Easy peasy, right? The waiter assigned to our