“Oh, Balderdash!”  No, really.  Balderdash!  This particular game was the source of much hilarity last weekend during a birthday party for the 21-year-old.  If you’ve been following the blog, you

“I look like HIM,” he said, and he pointed at Daddy.  That was Little Caboose a Sunday or two ago as he got dressed in his brand-new khakis before church.  This

Looking at the lights that shine now on the tree and listening to Andy Williams sing the classics, my heart quiets, and I remember just why this season is so

Say what you will about families – that they’re dysfunctional and messy.  They’re confusing and irritating.  They’re noisy and imperfect.  And they are. They’re also our root system.  They give

There it was, right across the table.  It looked at me with eyes of blue, upside-down paper hat perched atop its head. A moment of beauty frosted in donut sugar, chewing eagerly

He weighed 8 pounds 10 ounces, arriving on a wintry Indiana day that blew in on a frigid north wind.  Blinking sleepily from beneath a cap of dark hair with those startling blue eyes, his

It was right there, just where the sky meets the land.  There, in that thin band of daylight that splits the dark in two.  It was there that beauty spoke. After two days

The exciting thing about this is that he’s issued the call to all of his bloggers and Facebook friends, which means that alot of NMC’ers (Nappanee Missionary Church family) will

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