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A swing, an a/c unit, and six stone jars of wine
We’ve lived in San Francisco for almost three years now. It’s definitely easier to live here now than it was in May of 2016, when all our stuff was in (mixed-up) boxes stacked along the walls, and we were sleeping on mattresses on the floor, and all four of us got food poisoning the second day we slept in the new house and the kids projectile-vomited all over the mattresses on the floor. We have our familiar and comfortable rhythms now: school days when the boys come into our room and cuddle or snooze for a minute before we all pack up and go, home days when we have long breakfasts and…
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One more brush stroke
In early 2018, when I started this blog, I decided to name it “Naptime Musings,” because at that time, I was mainly writing during Zoe’s naps. They were not very predictable at that point, and there was always a far too long list of things I wanted to get done in those 45-90 minutes. There were several clear calls in 2018. The centerpiece call was to learn humility in motherhood. But I also felt a call to minister through the written word. So I resolved to be more intentional about writing, and to create a blog. There were bigger and smaller scraps of time throughout the year to write – some were…