passion

It’s 7 am, all 3 of my children are awake, and characteristically starving. Liam, my 3 year old has asked 5 times to eat cearal, with a bowl and spoon and milk, I am still trying to wake up, so he must wait.

Aedon and I are watching wonderpets, while Allie the baby is being a little energetic this morning jumping around on her hands and knees like a kangaroo. She is one, and not walking yet, but we are all fine with waiting for those first steps.

Aedon turns to me and says “mommy, I think Alanna has been drinking Daddy’s Crazy Juice…” yes, I think she has. We all have. This house is a bit crazy, a bit intense, and very passionate.

We are passionate about God, about reaching others and speaking life into everyday situations. We are passionate about our church www.churchoftheharvest.com , we are passionate about mentoring the next generation, and I am passionate about encouraging, uplifting and supporting mothers, and parents of all kinds. My desire is that I can help mothers to feel more confident about raising, teaching and disciplining their children.

As for now, my 3 year old is saying “I hungary, I hungary, I hungary” (I’m hungry) over and over again with his little face literally inches from mine.. I must feed him I suppose.