by Julie Filby
October 4, 2011
Sunday mornings I brace myself, I know it’s coming. “I don’t wanna go to chuurrrch!!!” our 4-year-old daughter wails.
Mom: Why don’t you want to go to church?
Vaughn: It’s bor-wing.
Mom: It’s a chance to visit Jesus at his…
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by Erika Ahern
September 30, 2011
After confirming that I “really have three girls,” the next insight offered me by most strangers is, “Oh, your poor husband.” (He calls himself “Blessed among women.”)
The third apothegm invariably runs along the lines of consolation to the downtrodden,…
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