Our final full day in D.C. was the most somber of the week. We began with a subway ride to Arlington National Cemetery. The expanse of...

On our fourth day in D.C., we crossed two pretty important items from my bucket list: see the place where Lincoln was shot and go through...

Our third day in Washington, D.C. was jam-packed with excursions. And what does a busy day walking around a busy city need to make it a...

On our second day in Washington, D.C. we ventured into unknown territory for a mild-mannered family from Murfreesboro, Tennessee—the...

Remember when you were in elementary school and upon returning from vacation you had to write an essay about how you spent your time away...

I like TV. There, I admit it. I know I’m supposed to be above it all and say something kind of smug like, “I don’t really watch much TV…”...

I’m building a time machine. It’s almost ready. It’s made from an office chair, one of those hair dryers you sit under at the beauty...

On Sunday, my sisters and I took a cooking class in Franklin. All three of us are relatively good cooks but we decided on a basic knife...

When Brent was in middle school, he played in a soccer league against other middle school boys from all over Knoxville. There was one boy...

Last Saturday, Knox and I went to the Space and Rocket Center in Huntsville, Alabama. Brent and the girls were having some bonding time...

When I was little, my sisters and I loved to listen to records on our record player. We weren’t allowed to listen to music that could be...

I’m a pretty easy-going kind of gal but like just about everyone else who has ever been in the same room with another human being for...

(Disclaimer: I want to be as true to life as I can but my memories of my grandparent’s house may not be totally accurate. Still, they...

We recently returned from our annual trip to the beach. It’s a weeklong adventure packed with reading piles of novels, slathering kids...

I have had the good fortune to attend several different church camps over the years. I’ve gone as a pre-camper and a regular camper, a...

About ten years ago, I became a certified Control Freak. (Coincidently, it was also about the time when I became a mom…go figure.)...

It’s official. All three of our kids have now asked me that dreaded question. No, it’s not the one about where babies come from, though...

Like most people who have managed to make it past childhood, I have my share of scars. There’s the one on my chin from when I tripped...

I teach a Bible class for four- and five-year olds at my church every Sunday morning. It’s my favorite age to teach. They are old enough...

I have always loved to pretend. When I was little I would pretend that I had blue eyes and blond hair. It became so real to me that I...

I am known by my family and most friends for being a “cry baby.” I tear up during baptisms, weddings, funerals, and half of the sermons I...

I have never been considered graceful. Growing up, I didn't create dance routines in front of a full-length mirror to a Debbie Gibson...

Wilderness at the Smokies Facebook page My family and I visited an indoor water park for spring break this year. It turned out to be a...

I’m trying to decide how to properly cherish my husband for Valentine’s Day. It seems like the holiday is more geared to shower gifts on...