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!

Thursday, November 21, 2013

Thankful Thoughts

Earlier this week my oldest son slipped downstairs and quietly made his way to our dining room table. 

The rest of us were in the kitchen carrying on while getting breakfast and lunch prepared for the day ahead.  For some reason, I peaked in the dining room and this is what I saw.

Stephen was pondering a thankful thought that he had just written on a card to hang on our thoughtful tree.  For that I am thankful... 
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