When I gave birth to my sons years ago, I remember telling everyone that I couldn’t wait to be a grandmother. I wasn’t downplaying motherhood. I loved being a mother, and I stayed home with my children full-time, so that I could be with them as much as possible. The […]
Category: Little Jesus Freaks
“Prayers for Parents” by J.M. Farro
Committing Our Children to God Lord, I commit my children to You, and I ask that You make them willing and obedient, so that they may always receive Your highest and best. I pray that they would always give You first place in their lives, and live as You want […]
“Sharing of Old” by John DiBiase
Oftentimes after an evening consisting of hours straight spent just working, I’ll indulge myself in a snack (usually a toasted “everything” bagel 🙂 ) and unwind to a classic cartoon I grew up with as a child (a ritual I tend to also do when I have lunch home alone too). Recently, […]
“Raising LittleJesusFreaks” by John DiBiase
It’s funny to think that this time last year, I never would have dreamed to be writing a blog like this, let alone launching a website like this! Yup, that’s right… I’m gonna be a Dad! Just writing that kind of sends a chill down my spine, but at the […]
Sour Cream Pound Cake
I’ve been making this pound cake for years, because it’s wonderfully moist and flavorful. I often serve it with thawed out frozen strawberries and whipped cream or Cool Whip. It tastes especially good toasted the next day! SOUR CREAM POUND CAKE ¾ cup Butter (12 tablespoons) 1½ cups Sugar 3 […]
“Lumpy Underoos” by Jarrod Jones
Josiah, my oldest boy of three years, was almost potty trained. But we were leaving chick-fil-a the other day and he started whining as he reached behind himself to grab his hiney. i know that reach. i recognize those eyes. I’m familiar with that vein in the forehead. so we […]
“Street Sex” by Jarrod Jones
I was cutting the grass a couple of summers ago and got the scare of my life. at the time the yard of my house looked like a swamp area. my shrubs looked like they had afros. my oldest son was two years old at the time (he’s four now). […]