My children love to visit their grandparents. My husband’s parents live here in town and they schedule regular sleepovers with the kids. My children go there to eat ice cream and watch movies and spend a night being spoiled. My parents take each of the kids on a separate vacation. Each child gets to choose a destination and they spend a few days being treated to a trip with their grandparents. Our kids hear funny stories about what we were like as children from their grandparents. They find out more about the family history from their grandparents. Grandparents and fun are interchangeable terms for my kids. For many children, this is not the case. The gap between here and there is almost unthinkable. I would love it if you'd stop over at the World Vision blog to read the rest. And … [Read more...]

I’m always a little bit hesitant to talk love languages because I have the most selfish-sounding of all of them. Because my primary love language is gifts. Which basically boils down to, “If you want to show me that you love me, give me stuff.” It’s kind of embarrassing.Of course, it means that Christmas has a special place in my heart. Sure, there’s the Peppermint Mocha coffee goo that I put in my morning joe, the plates of Christmas cookies that are passed around at family gatherings, the unending stream of Christmas music in my car, the rehearsals for church services. These are all wonderful parts of the Christmas experience and I look forward to them every year.But what I really love is that on Christmas morning, I’m going to get a present. It might be something small, it … [Read more...]