March Inn

Why"March Inn?" March Inn was the name of that magic place where I spent my summers growing up. I have alluded to this place before, and I probably will again. March Inn is no longer standing. The waters of Katrina rendered it unlivable so my children will never know that "March Inn." That makes me sad. In fact it brings me to tears whenever I think about it. I want my children to have their own "March Inn," and I want to capture our lives as they are growing and changing. I invite you to "march inn" to our lives. My hope is that you will catch glimpses of the real world. You will see our creations. You will see our chaos. You will see our affection. You will also see our frustrations, fears, and disappointments. Enjoy your march!

Wednesday, April 2, 2014


And so do my children...
After what seems like a long, cold winter, it appears that spring is finally here.  We returned home from spring break to flowers and warmer weather.  That of course means there is pollen in the air, but we don't care.  We are so thankful to play outside without coats and gloves.
We're ready to pull out the shorts and dig in the dirt.
We are in the final quarter of school and some of us might be suffering from a little spring fever.  I can tell I am going to be preaching the message of "finish strong" for the next nine weeks.      

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