Making the decision to homeschool my daughter for the 2020 academic year felt like surrender, not victory. Waving a gigantic, heavy white flag I could scarcely lift long enough to launch it over my head for anyone to glimpse. See? I give in! I’m tired of wrestling over this.
How often do we forget to ask for what we really need from someone? As I watched my youngest daughter, who is 3 years old, come at her daddy with wrestling fists, head butting, kicking, and tackling, I wondered why she didn’t just curl up in his arms and cuddle him. I knew that’s what… Continue reading Approach the Throne