Talking to Kids About What Easter and Jesus have to do with Chocolate Easter Eggs

Talking to kids about what have to do

Everybody knows Christmas and Easter are the two big Christian holidays.  And everybody knows, apparently, how you are supposed to celebrate the two big Christian holidays. Trees, lights, gifts and all-things-cinnamon for Christmas; and pastel colors and easter egg hunts for easter.



Except that: there’s nothing particularly Christian about all that paraphernalia. If you’ve been reading here for a while, you’ll have heard me complain about the pressure to be Martha Stewart at Christmas and also pontificate on how I think we invented Christmas anyway – so it’s up to us to infuse it with faith-filled, faithful meaning.

But what to do with Easter? We did not invent Easter. The timing of Jesus’ birth was unknown, but the timing of his death was intentional (at the passover). His birth was celebrated across the heavens at the time, but his death was to be commemorated across the earth and into the future. Communion (or the Eucharist) is seriously joyful business, and especially so over Easter.

So what to do with the darned chocolate? and the easter egg hunts? and the pastel colors? (and keep in mind, the “all things new in spring” theme is all the more awkward if you, like me, grew up in the Southern Hemisphere where March/April brings with it the end of Autumn.)

Traditionally, this is the (Northern-hemisphere-centric) explanation I’ve heard:

Easter is remembered with easter eggs and candy: the egg being a symbol of nascent new life, about to begin. The Spring colors and flowers too remind us that God makes all things new. When Jesus rose from the dead, he gave us the hope of new life. So eat eggs and remember.

Now I don’t know about you, but I have a two-year-old and a five-year-old, and when they have their eyes fixed on that chocolate easter egg, they tune out after three seconds. And even if they weren’t fixated on the chocolate in front of them, I’m not sure they can follow the abstract hop:

Chocolate Eggs => Egg Eggs => New Life => We get new life => Because of Jesus

So this year I’m trying something a little more simple. Here it is:

In our family, we celebrate good times with food and treats. At Easter we get treats because we’re celebrating the best news ever: that Jesus rose from the dead and is the King for ever.

I think it’s simpler:

Chocolate = there must be a celebration.

What are we celebrating? = The good news that Jesus is the risen King.

It is absolutely true that Jesus being risen from the dead brings us new life (1 Peter 1:3) – the Scripture calls this our living hope. But I find it really hard to tie that into a chocolate easter egg in a meaningful way. For me to say: “We’re celebrating, because Jesus is King…” is both faithful to the Easter message, and also fast enough to say in that narrow sniff of time before my toddler paints his face with creme egg.

We will read the stories at bed time, and I may even get my act together sufficiently to do a mini resurrection garden:


There won’t be an easter bunny (here’s why), but there will be chocolate. Because Jesus died and rose again, and that’s the best think that’s ever happened….

… even better than our weddings and birthdays, which we celebrate with food,


…. so why not celebrate this with a little chocolate??

Help: We’re Married and Heading in Different Spiritual Directions

Help_ my husband is drawn to orthodox
Dear Bronwyn,

My Husband is increasingly drawn to Orthodox Christianity, and I don’t know what to do…

A shared faith was central when we married a few years ago, but it has since become a struggle and source of conflict. My husband and I met and married in a college group at a Protestant Church. He became curious about Orthodox Christianity before we married, but I tried to make it clear that I did not ever see myself becoming Orthodox. Since we married, we have gone to various Protestant churches, but lately he feels drawn towards Orthodoxy again. When I work weekends, he attends an Orthodox church and has incorporated Orthodox traditions into his routine (daily prayers, etc.) I have tried to be supportive by reading about it, but I still really disagree and don’t feel I am supposed to convert. I am struggling with resentment since I feel we agreed on this before we married, but don’t want to discourage him from something which he feels is important to his spiritual growth. He really appreciates the liturgy and the ties to the early church. We are both trying to accommodate each other and would like to worship together, but we really disagree here and feel so torn.


– An Unorthodox Wife

Dear UW,

None of us marry as spiritually complete or stationary people. On the one hand, this is really encouraging: hopefully it means we will have a growing faith which refines our character and makes us better able to love and show grace as the years go by. On the other hand, it is terrifying, because who knows what changes lie ahead?

I understand how threatening this must feel to you both, and really respect that you want to worship together, remain considerate of each other, and that continued spiritual growth is on both your agendas. That is HUGELY important. But this does seem to be something of an impasse, and you two will need to continue to talk with each other vulnerably and lovingly as each of you grow.

As someone who grew up in a very unstructured, happy-clappy church, it came as something of a shock to find myself in a liturgical Anglican church in college. It seemed so stale and archaic at first. I did not care for the Book of Common Prayer, and had to try hard not to roll my eyes with the common readings and the reciting of the Creeds. But, I came to love the liturgy: I learned something about praying with the fellowship of saints across the globe and across time, and hearing the collect prayers, in particular, drew out new ways to pray for timely issues using timeless Scripture. When we landed up at a Baptist church in the US, I was surprised by how much I missed the liturgy which I had spurned at first.

Where am I going with this? I’m saying that I understand some of the draw. Your husband’s attraction is shared by many millennial who are frustrated by the dogmatism of evangelicalism and its culture wars. It can be hard to express solidarity with Christians in the present when there is so much-hair splitting, so it is comforting so find solidarity with Christians of the past. Peter Enns posted this cartoon recently: it’s funny because it’s true.

11007614_628927553920047_152492327_nI want to encourage you to not be afraid. Orthodox Christianity is different in its language and expression to the way in which you came to know the gospel, and I really do understand how threatening that feels (like that time my pot got me in trouble.) But it is not heretical, and there really are faithful believers who know and love Jesus in that community – people who might be very blessed to know you and who might bring great joy into your life too – even if you just visit there from time to time. Try to keep reading, and I dare you to pray that God might reveal Himself to you in new and unexpected ways as you read and visit. One person who has walked this road before is Marilyn Gardner, who describes herself as a reluctant orthodox. (She’s so kind – you could contact her through her blog if you had questions.) My wise twitter friends also recommended Frederica Matthews-Green’s book Facing East and Peter Gillquist’s Becoming Orthodox as helpful reads.

But I also don’t think you need to convert if you don’t feel this is where God is calling you right now, nor do you need to fear that your husband is going to walk away without you. If you imagine that both of you are standing at a crossroads together, and the fear is that you two will land up taking separate paths – take heart. Thus far, you get to walk hand in hand together a little ways down each path to see the view before coming back to the crossroads again. You can walk down this road without fear that you are walking away from God, even though I know it is uncomfortable. With time, love, talking and prayer, this will become clearer for you both. You may land up loving it. You may never love it, but choose to go at times because you love and support your husband. You may both find another road opens up which you are both excited about. But know this: it will not feel like this forever.

Keep talking, and keep asking God to show you the next step. James 1 promises if we ask for wisdom He always gives it. This is a good instance to set down your anchor in that promise. God has a good plan for drawing both you and your husband closer to Himself (that’s always His goal, after all), and even though you can’t see how that might be possible – He is the one who can do immeasurably more than you ask or can even imagine.

Grace and Peace to you from our God and Father,



Photo credit: Thomas Berg – Orthodox Church (Flickr Creative Commons) , edited by Bronwyn Lea. Cartoon: Tom’s Doubts #14 by Saji.


How To Host A Life-Changing Garage Sale

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There are a handful of items in my house which I found at garage sales: awesome things I picked up for an absolute bargain and which get daily use. I love finding treasures at garage sales. In the past, however, I have not loved throwing garage sales: they seemed like a lot of lonely work for relatively little reward, and I still landed up having to drive the “left overs” to the thrift store afterwards. It felt like a lose-lose situation for me, and a win only for the buyers.

However, in the last year we have held two garage sales which have been win-win situations for everyone. Here’s what made the difference. (And here’s the link to the “If you give a mouse a cookie” version of how we got started on this in the first place. It’s fun. You should read it :-))


In short: holding a garage sale became worth it when we teamed up with others to make it a community fund-raising event. Rather than doing all the work solo, a few friends agreed we would all like to declutter our houses and pool our things. That way, we could have enough things to make it a worthwhile event for shoppers, and we also had company along the way.

It took three of us. We picked a Saturday, and started to spread the word, giving people 3-4 weeks to start setting aside things they wanted to get rid of.

  • Win: an opportunity to spend time with friends.
  • Win: clear out some clutter.

Do it for CHARITY

One of the hardest things about holding garage sales before was the feeling that we were putting in all this work, and then selling items which had cost a pretty penny before for just a handful of grubby pennies now. If time is money, it felt like we were paying for those items twice.

The easiest way to overcome this was to do it all for charity. That way, all items we were getting rid of felt like a gift freely given. And every cent made at the garage sale felt like money freely donated to a good cause. (Also, shoppers were more generous when they knew where the money was going! It was amazing!)

We chose two worthwhile organizations: Courage Worldwide (who provide safe houses for girls rescued out of sex slavery here in the US), and International Justice Mission (who work to bring justice to oppressed people worldwide: addressing slavery, trafficking, police brutality etc by supporting and equipping local authorities to work on enforcing their own laws. They are combatting the Locust Effect., protecting the poor from violence). Last year, we supported Food for the Hungry, a fantastic community development and hunger relief program.

I made a rustic poster explaining where the money would be going, and we had some pamphlets available for shoppers to tell them about Courage and IJM: you know, raising both funds and awareness. 

  • Win: being able to do some good in the world.


The advent of the internet made this possible to organize after hours and from home.

Getting the word out: I made a simple ad with the date and address, and posted it on Facebook a few weeks before. I asked friends to share it.We put an ad for it in our church bulletin. We invited people to bring their donations to my house any time the week before the event, and stashed them in the garage (more about that later).

Then, on the week of the event, I posted an ad for the event on Craigslist, which has a category for garage sales, as well as in a few neighborhood Facebook groups which buy-and-sell kids stuff and house wares.

TIP: when posting ads on craigslist for garage sales, list the items you have in as much detail as possible, as there are many people looking for particular items. We specifically mentioned some of the items we knew people regularly looked for (radio flyer tricycles, specific appliances, specific furniture items). I also took photos of a few items to put on the ad.

  • Win: do it all wearing pajamas
  • Win: Social Media really can get the word out better than posters can

Arranging to have it cleaned up: I also called the Salvation Army several weeks in advance, and scheduled a pick-up for all the items remaining from the garage sale. This was a deal-breaker for me: I could not have cleared out the remaining items by myself – so if Salvation Army hadn’t been able to come, I might have called around to find a charity which solicited donations.

  • Win: we got to do a second round of donating… to another worthwhile cause!

CREATE A SPACE to stash the goods (Logistics)

We decided to park our car outside for the week, and I cleared a large space on the garage floor. This year, I got a bit more organized and put painters tape on the floor, demarcating different areas for clothes, toys, books, sports goods etc, so that as donations came in, people could put them in the appropriate areas.

I’ll be honest: for a week, my garage looked like a zoo. But, the clutter wasn’t in my house… so that made a difference.

  • Win: a reason to clear out my garage. And, a working space which didn’t cramp our lifestyle while we were arranging.

Getting ready

Before the day, we also:

1) got some petty cash from the bank. I turned $50 into quarters, $1 and $5 bills. We needed the change for the early-bird bargain hunters.

2) arranged a place to keep the money on the day. Last year, I borrowed a cash box from our church, and we had a table set out where people could pay. This year, a crafty friend made us two adorable aprons out of repurposed jeans, and we used the pockets.   Look how cute my husband and I look in the aprons:


3) We also borrowed a couple of fold-up tables (because items at eye-height are easier to buy than items on the ground), and pulled out a couple of camping tarps to lay toys and clothing items on.

4) We kept the boxes and bags which people had brought donations in to one side, and offered them to shoppers on the morning.

Have a WORK PARTY the night before

I had 5 friends stop over the day before. We used the trusty roll of tape and used a sharpie to price items (and priced them cheaply – better 25c for our cause than nothing, right?)

  • Win: a few hours to chat and work alongside friends. It felt good!

Sell, sell, sell!!

On the morning of the sale, we had 2-3 friends come 2 hours early to help us set out the tables and move everything from the garage out on to the tables. We had hardly begun moving stuff out when the early bird shoppers arrived. (Our start time was 9am. The first shopper arrived at 7:25!! I told them, as I had said in our Craigslist ad, that they were welcome to shop early – but that before 9am everything sold had a $30 surcharge. For charity, of course. They all went away and came back later.)


It was a fun morning! We had a HUGE amount of people, and we raised a ton of money (last year, $900, this year – $1300!) We chose not to haggle over price too much, but rather to see each purchase as a donation, and to thank them for it accordingly.

Win: All the shoppers got a bargain, and they felt that they were doing good in the world too!

All in all, it was a little more effort than doing a garage sale by myself, but it was so worth it: we connected with friends, we got to support justice in the world, we built community and enlisted our family’s help in doing so (both our kids, and our church)… and at the end of it all, we had a cleaner house and a big fat check to send off to change lives.

Win win, right?



How do I find a mentor?

The word Mentor in magazine letters on a notice boardI got such a great question a few weeks ago in response to the invitation to Ask Me Anything:

How do I go about finding a spiritual mentor if I don’t really know any wonderful Christian women locally to ask?

I’ve been mulling it over. Looking back, I have been mentored by a number of different women over the years, and been a mentor to a handful too. Each of these relationships began differently, seemed to be for a slightly different purpose, and in each of them I had a different feeling of whether it was particularly beneficial. It is hard to pin down a ‘method’ for finding a mentor or establishing a good mentoring relationship. As frustrating as it may be, my answer is “it depends”.

That being said, here are the few thoughts I have on seeking out a mentor.

1. I believe mentoring relationships need to be treated as relationships. In other words, there’s something organic and almost mystical about “clicking” with someone.Even when there is an office or church program which seeks to pair people up in mentoring relationships, in my experience the success of those depends on whether those people would naturally have been drawn to each other as friends. In other words – you have to LIKE each other.

2. What distinguishes mentoring relationships from other friendships, then, is that there is an advisor-advisee dynamic at work. The mentee (for want of a better word) has specifically opened herself up to be a learner in the relationship and the mentor knows that she is free to speak openly without being regarded as offering unwanted advice.

3. Some relationships have been more formal (as in, “will you mentor me?”), whereas many of the mentoring relationships I have been in have developed out of a friendship. Sometimes I didn’t even know I was looking for a mentor, but in retrospect God used the life and words of an older woman to “do the work of mentoring” in a particular season.If you are praying for a mentor, the answer might be in a relationship you already have more informally, and God might surprise you by allowing that relationship to take on a new significance.

4. Where I have been mentored by women who are older than me, I have often found it important to specifically tell them that I welcome their stories, input and insights. Our generation has a habit of coming across as know-it-alls and unteachable. It has taken some persistence to assure older women that I really am interested in what they have to say, and to hold my tongue long enough to wait for an honor their stories. I think the default position of many potential older mentors is to assume that we aren’t interested in them or their opinions, and so they naturally draw back.

5. Ask around: if you haven’t already, ask your pastor or ministry leaders or other friends if they can recommend older women for you to befriend. They might know someone who is afraid of the label “mentor”, but would welcome getting to know you!

I have appreciated the wisdom of two online mentors who have written extensively about mentoring: Natasha Robinson has written a number of excellent articles on mentoring (including considerations about spiritual, professional, cross-cultural and inter-generational mentoring), and Anne Bogel at Modern Mrs Darcy ran a fantastic series on mentoring with easy-to-read bite-sized wisdom on the topic. In particular, I appreciated her suggestions from her Mentoring Cheat-Sheet, where she suggested three things to discuss with your mentor:

 1. Here’s what I’m working on right now. Tell them where your gaze is resting and where your priorities lie at the moment, what your big picture looks like and where you see yourself in it.

2. These are my next steps. What current projects are you giving the most attention? What’s your plan for moving forward? How have you decided to deploy your resources–time, money, energy–to accomplish these things.

3. Where can you help? Tell your mentor what you’re looking for. Do you want encouragement, or critical feedback? Do you want them to introduce you to someone who can help your career, or review your essay before you submit it to the magazine? Do you need granular advice about making it through the witching hour?

I hope that helps! I remember many times feeling that I really would love some wisdom from a mentor during particular seasons, and in retrospect it is wonderful to remember how God met those needs in very surprising ways! I hope He delights and surprises you with some new and enriching friendships very soon.

Got a question you’d like to ask? I don’t have all the answers, but you’re free to ask me anything – let’s talk! Click over to the Ask Bronwyn page and drop me a note. I’ll put a virtual pot of tea on and get ready 🙂

photo credit: Laura Kronen

Never mind good vs evil, the real battle is good vs best.

We all face analysis paralysis, but maybe the 'best' choice is sometimes the

A very wise man once said: “the Good is the greatest enemy of the Best.”

I took his advice to heart, and thought about how I had filled my life and schedule up with things… GOOD things. I said yes to oh-so-many opportunities to do good here, to be a good friend there, to invest in a good cause now, and my life was crammed with Good. So much good, in fact, that I had no space for the Best things. I began the slow process of learning that just because something was good didn’t mean I had to do it. I could say no to a good opportunity, even a great one, if it meant I was protecting the space for the Best.

Learning that the Good is the greatest enemy of the Best has been a help and comfort. It has given clarity where I was confused, courage to say no when guilt and wanting-to-be-liked pressured me to say yes.

Recently, though, I’ve been thinking that perhaps I’ve over-stretched that little phrase. Because sometimes, it’s okay to just do the good. Sometimes, the good really is “good enough”. It doesn’t have to be the best.

When we’re deciding what to do on a Saturday, we don’t have to scour every possible option, consider every possible weather forecast, weigh every possible outcome. Spending an hour online to find the “best” thing to do is an hour we didn’t spend doing a good thing – like snuggling on the couch with a book. Or talking a walk down to the park with our squirming little ones. Or playing twister.

My Genius-With-Numbers husband has a name for this: optimization functions. It is his job to calculate all the possible permutations of a problem, and work out which is THE best, the MOST efficient, the MOST productive of the array of solutions. For engineers, it works well. For us at home, I’m beginning to find it a little crippling. It is just about impossible for me to find the time or the energy to find the BEST gift, the BEST dump-truck shaped birthday cake, the BEST recipe for Spinach. I cannot optimize every part of my children’s existence. When it comes to day to day decisions, the Best has become the enemy of the Good.

In our over-photographed and Pinteresty age, we are terrorized by the Best. What if there was something better, and we missed it? What if there was a cheaper deal? A more highly rated hotel? A dance class with a better student-to-teacher ratio? What if??

But what if, in my desire to find the best, I missed out on a world of good? What if my lop-sided cake, served with my full attention and a dose of laughter, is good enough?

I’m rethinking the Good and the Best. I’ve learned that I sometimes need to say no to good things to leave room for the best. But now I’m learning that I need to say no to my need for things to be the “best”, so that I can love that which is good.

And that, dear friends, is good enough. In fact, I’m thinking this might be the best decision I’ve made for a while.

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When you’re married to a grad student


My husband started his PhD program 8 months after we married. We thought it would take 3 years, max. It took 5 years, and then some. We thought it would be a low-stress environment in which to start our married lives (what with flexi-time, and all that). It wasn’t. We thought we’d finish up grad school before we had kids. We didn’t.

And so, when I was asked: “Do you have any advice to give young married grad students?”, I flinched a little. Those five years of early marriage in grad school were intense, and it is hard to distil the things I learned which were true of sharing-grad-school as opposed to the steep-learning-curve-called-marriage; because we did them simultaneously. However, if you’ll forgive me smooshing things together, here are some of the things I’d want to whisper to other spouses of a grad student…

1. Grad School is more than a 9-5 job.

Grad students don’t come home from a long day on campus and get to sit down, grab the remote and “switch off” for the evening. They feel tremendous pressure to come home, eat a little, and keep working. After all, their lab mates are working, their professor expects them to be working, there are papers to be published, papers to be graded, books to be read, funding opportunities to research, and that’s just for starters. They are competing with motivated, mostly single, grad students who have room mates with whom they share responsibilities and bills; not a spouse with whom they share life. I, on the other hand, expected his “work life” to stay at work, and for him to be present when he was home.

My grad student spouse needed me to acknowledge the pressure he was under, and we needed to agree on when we would spend time together, and also allow time when he could work at night or on weekends without feeling guilty.

…but… Grad School is easier to manage if you treat like a job

Our youthful selves can all handle 24 hours of intense work, or even a week or two of 16 hour work days. Exam season, or mid-term season sometimes calls forth extra bursts of energy. But grad school is a LONG-TERM commitment: it requires YEARS of sustained effort, and no-one can work around the clock for years and stay healthy.

Even though grad school often required my spouse to work nights and weekends, he did better – WE did better – when we still aimed to treat school work as a job. We allowed for weekends away. We cherished vacations. We knew there had to be time for other things: hobbies, friends, dinners and the general shenanigans that make life fun.

2. You will not understand much/most of what your spouse is studying

My husband liked to joke that a specialist is defined as “someone who knows more and more about less and less until he knows everything about nothing.” PhD’s are by definition in a field of study which no-one else has ever thought to think or write about before… i.e. it is NOT in the “public interest” (yet). I spent more hours than anyone in the world trying to understand what my husband was doing – but I just didn’t get it (and I didn’t really want to, and I had to beg him to stop trying to explain: “honey, the likelihood that I will understand it better if you explain it just one more time is exceedingly slim… so please can we get some sleep?”)

…but… You need to understand enough to give an elevator pitch answer about their studies

My spouse thought about his thesis topic in a great amount of complexity and detail, and anyone who asked him what he was studying was likely to get a complex, detailed answer. My role as president-of-his-fanclub and first-line-of-social-defense was to jump in with a 30 second layman’s explanation. I may not have understood it all, but I understood it better than anyone else not in his field.

3. Your spouse needs your encouragement more than your (constructive) criticism

Five years (or even two years) is a l-o-o-o-o-o-n-n-n-g-g-g time to keep going in an intense grad school program. At times it may have seemed like it was falling on deaf ears, but my spouse needed to hear that I believed in him, that his work was making a difference, that I was proud of him, that he was conquering the world. He needed to hear that when he was ‘succeeding’, but especially when he was discouraged. At times of discouragement, an “I love you, and you can conquer the world” did more to help him than “now let me help fix your schedule for you.”

4. Try not to hate their advisor

In our case, my hubby’s supervising prof was a particularly awesome guy; but the issue of “hating on the boss” came up often in our little grad school community. A frustrated grad student would share the frustrations of the day with their spouse, and the spouse would then fume or mentally “fix” the situation for days… long after the grad student had returned to the office in relative peace. Try to remember that the supervising professors really WANT their grad students to succeed – they’re on your spouse’s side, so try to forgive and forget.

5. Life after grad school is more like grad school than you realize

One of the surprises of finishing grad school was how much our routine stayed the same post-grad-school as it had been in-grad-school. The bad habits we had developed thinking “oh, this is just while we’re under pressure now – it will be different when grad school is over,” turned out to be bad habits we had to face later. The priorities we set, the way we managed our time, the way we shared household responsibilities, the way we volunteered at church, the way we communicated remained substantially the same after grad school as it was during.

So my advice is this: create the marriage and life you want DURING grad school, because it’s the marriage and life you are likely to have after grad school. Love each other well, work hard, play well… and on the day when your loved one gets capped, know that you as the spouse got an award too: Spouse cum laude.

Do you have any tips to share? Leave them in the comment section below!

And do you have a question? Click over to the “Ask Bronwyn” page 🙂

Pick of the Clicks 2/1/2014

I’m back! (Did you miss me?) As lovely as it was to be unplugged and on vacation, it is also great to be back and reading/writing again. Here are some fabulous clicks for you!

Breathtakingly brave: Halee Gray Scott’s How I beat back the darkness after being raped. The rapist was her pastor. This piece is so important to read.

A fabulous read for the story and the insight: A toast story, by John Gravois.

Inspirational: 7 lessons for creatives from the life of JRR Tolkein, by Trevor McMaken.

Timely and wise: Lesa Engelthaler over at Faith Village with The Superbowl and One Sheep.

Putting justice-into-action-in-your-own-home: Dorothy Greco’s suggestions on tackling the problem of wasted food (#Firstworldproblems) . This is one to bookmark/pin.

A Must-Read on marriage (really, you MUST read it): Daniel Jones of the NY Times with Good Enough? That’s Great. After more than 50,000 articles on marriage have crossed his path, this is what he has to say: sneak, quash, or restore.

Wisdom on money: Yes to this by Sam Polk – For the Love on Money.

Food for thought: Why we need to read more women, by Marta Oti sears for Relevant magazine. This made me think: how many male authors do I read as opposed to female authors? And does it matter? I think it matters more than we realize.

And if, by chance, you are one of the gazillion people on the internet who have not yet read this, READ THIS from Glennon Melton AND SHARE IT: Share this with all schools, Please. At first I didn’t click on the links because the title didn’t grab me, but when it appeared for the 30th time on my feed, I gave in…. Don’t let the title deceive you. This is one of those rare gems on the internet.

Top of my blog this week: in fact, the most popular post I’ve written in a while! How to win at parenting….

And finally: one to make you laugh: Two brothers recreate their childhood photos and the result is priceless. (You’re welcome 🙂

Happy clicking!! (and please, leave your recommendations on things you loved reading or writing in the comments below!)