Kinsman soap January 23, 2017


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My family has a heart for the refugee crisis. We've researched how we can help Syrians, in particular, fleeing civil war find their way to the United States. Unfortunately, Indiana has some of the most restrictive regulations in place in terms of bringing in or facilitating the arrival of refugees.

Kinsman soap is run by the Preemptive Love Coalition as a way to support refugees who cannot make it somewhere safer. We received gifts of soap made by men and women who haven't been home in years. This is our small way of helping from a distance.

If you'd like to know more about the organization, check out their website at www.preemptivelove.org/kinsman.

Kinsman Soap from Preemptive Love on Vimeo.

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It’s in the genes. January 15, 2017


It's in the genes. flickr photo by bennettscience shared under a Creative Commons ( BY ) license

I've got an old Guild acoustic guitar that M likes to take out now and then. She loves music and singing and dancing, which has transferred to her younger sister. She's also fiercely independent, which means I'm not allowed to show her how to hold it.

I think that's been one of the more difficult aspects of parenting: letting the little things go. I want to show her how to do things but I run the risk of doing that at the expense of her experiences and play. She'll be ready, one day, to learn how to play. And if she doesn't, that's okay, too.

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Spill it January 4, 2017

Spill it

When M was born, some friends gave her a piggy bank. As she got older, we would throw some coins or bills in there when she got some. One of our favorites was when an old man in Aldi gave her a $2 bill one day. She's still too young to know what it is or why it's cool, but I think it's neat.

This bank usually sits up on the shelf, forgotten. Every now and then, she makes a trip down from her perch to play with the other toys. Tonight, things got rough and she was spilled for a quarter. I'm just glad I haven't turned into the bank yet.

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What year is it? January 1, 2017

What year is it?

The start of a new year always makes me more reflective. It's a completely symbolic date, but it's nice to have those landmarks in life.

My daughters are three and one and have recently decided that waking up at the crack of dawn is how they want to go through life. It doesn't matter if the sun isn't up, they're both ready to go, hard, every morning. I wish I could say that I wake up with as much enthusiasm as they do, but it's not hard to get into the spirit when one can't stop giggling and the other is wondering why I'm shining a bright light in her eyes.

I'm constantly reminded by wiser people in my life that parenting goes by in a blink and it's days like today that I really feel it.

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