Woohoo, Today we are celebrating my son, Ben's 15th birthday! When asked my favorite holiday I often respond, "my kids' birthdays!" They are truly evidence that God blesses me more than I deserve.

Though some have made attempts to convince me that a birthday is just another day, I am determined...a birthday is an excuse to make someone I love feel special! How can I do anything less than celebrate?! I'll risk the titles of silly and immature.
Throughout my nineteen years of motherhood our home seen many ups and downs. Regardless, I've always been blessed with the means to drape a few strands of crepe paper around my kiddo's room and hang a homemade sign that will greet them when they wake up. Sometimes they're accompanied by balloons filled with a few dollars, other times a candy hanging from their doorway.
It's not much, but still fun! I hope those memories will encourage them to do what they can to bring a smile to someone's face. That's often what opens the door to an opportunity to share God's love with someone.

I gave a taste of how much I love my kiddo's bdays in my book, Singlehanded!

-"In the morning light, I opened my eyes to see streamers taped around my bunk. Sixteen one dollar bills were attached to them. Mom lived for that stuff. I rolled over to look at the bunk underneath mine. All I could see of Baine was his left foot sticking out form under his blanket. I wasn't surprised when I glanced across at the twins' bunks and saw they had each hung homemade birthday cards for me on the edge of their beds. My mom has a way of rubbing off on people. It was goofy, but I still liked it."