

621 Days
621 Days. We have just concluded our longest foster placement ever. The details of our boys’ departure are not for us to share publicly–except to tell you that we believe the right call was made, and they are where they should be. Some of you have followed our foster journey since the beginning. You’ve been…
Reusing the Toilet Paper: The Mess We Make When We Assume Prior Knowledge
Several months ago, our family took a trip to St. Louis. We stayed in a magical historic home in a small town on the outskirts of the city. All of us were excited to explore the nooks and crannies of the old house, but our two foster boys (ages 8 and 10) were totally floored…
Children Only Have One Childhood, So Don’t Give Them The Grown-Up Jobs
The day we bought our house in Missouri, I was the worst version of myself. Half of my family was still packing up our big, beautiful, wonderful house in Arkansas. The house where we had loved so many “bonus kids.” The house where we made a magical garden and built a beehive and hosted pizza…
