Parenting, Relationships

Please Tuck me In

One dear aunt reveals her worry about her retired daughter being single by asking “Who will bring her a cup of tea?” (See here.)

During a harder than expected recovery from knee surgery, I have received many cups of carefully brewed tea from the Night Nurse aka my oldest son. (My husband is the Day Nurse.) The tea, no matter how loving brewed, cooled, and lemoned, does not compare with being “tucked in.”

Don’t be deceived. The nerve block hadn’t worn off.

I appreciated my son carefully rearranging my pillows and pulling up my blankets after bathroom trips or medicine time. However, one day while reading, I was surprised at the impact this sentence had.

Will you come and tuck me in?

I was being tucked in by the Night Nurse. Children are regularly tucked in, but adults? And yet that was what was happening to me after I was up during the wee hours of the night. It was lovely.

I last remember tucking in my sons when the oldest was a tween. How sad. I wish I had known that one is never too old to be tucked in at night.

Who do you tuck in?

God's Faithfulness, Parenting, Relationships

We All Need Words to Pray

Sometimes I just don’t know how to pray for someone. Sometimes my prayers have gaps. (See here.)

Along the way, I learned that turning to hymns can help.

Be Thou my vision, O Lord of my heart;

Naught be all else to me save that Thou art;

Thou my best thought by day or by night;

Waking or sleeping Thy presence my light.

Translated by Eleanor Hull 1912

During one prayer time, my friend Katie and I prayed Be Thou My Vision for each of our children. She recently reminded me that I had prayed it for her.

Be Thou (Name’s) vision O Lord of (her/his) heart;

Naught be all else to (her/him) save that thou art.

Thou (her/his) best thought by day or by night.

Waking or sleeping Thy presence (Name’s) light.

A few times we prayed a Psalm for our children, inserting their names.

No matter how lacking my prayers, the good news is that I’m not on my own. Jesus intercedes for me (Hebrews 7:25 and Romans 8:34) as well as the Holy Spirit (Romans 8:26)

Do you have a favorite Psalm or hymn to pray?

Book Recommendations, Parenting

Books For Our New Year

What’s your calculus teacher like?

Mollie

He’s obviously a last born.

College-aged Son

I’ve read many parenting books over the years, but two non-parenting books have been among the most helpful—The Birth Order Book by Dr. Kevin Leman and In My Father’s House by Corrie ten Boom.

My boys were in high school when we read The Birth Order Book as a family. It was engaging enough to keep their interest and the information stayed with them as seen from the quotes above. What did I learn? Helpful information I still use but most importantly, middle children stuff their thoughts and feelings. I should have known because I’m a middle child.

What did I remember from Corrie ten Boom’s autobiography? A simple life lived for others affects children profoundly—in the best way. I also learned wise answers to the hard questions children ask. (See here and here for more.)

The Five Love Languages by Gary Chapman is another good New Year’s read.

Memories, Parenting, Photos

Savoring Our Photos

Was it worth the time and expense of making detailed photo albums for my sons? Another friend wondered the same about her grandchildren’s albums.

I decided the answer was yes. Choosing and arranging photos meant I not only reviewed my sons’ lives from birth through high school, but I also savored the memories and gained insight into our family.

Years later, one son told me he explained his life to new friends by showing them his photo albums.

The whole point of taking pictures is so that you don’t have to explain things with words.

Elliot Erwitt Documentary Photographer

I wished we had reviewed our photos on a regular basis. We might have gained more insight into our family history. Memories might be sharper. I don’t remember that were sad words to hear when a family event had been important to me.

There is nothing more touching to me than a family picture where everyone is trying to look his or her best, but you can see what a mess they all are.

Anne Lamott, Traveling Mercies

Perhaps I’ll review our 2025 photos on New Year’s Day. Perhaps you will, too.

Christmas, Parenting

What Is A Normal Christmas?

One Advent evening, while my family sat in our living room singing Christmas Carols, we were interrupted by a knock on the door. A teenager in the neighborhood, whom we only knew by sight, was collecting donations for a club. We invited him to join our singing. He chose a song from the book we handed him and stayed a bit.

I was surprised. I still debate whether I was more surprised by the quickness of his response or by the lack of self-consciousness on the part of my sons and him. After he left, I decided that our sons saw our activity as normal while I suspected that a family singing Christmas carols in early December was rare.

Part of our collection

What about our visitor? Did he think a singing family was normal? It doesn’t matter. What matters is that I remember the seamlessness of that evening because our Christmas tradition was well established. We were the makers of “normal” for our Christmas season.

What else is normal for us? A long breakfast followed by Scriptures and singing before opening presents. No travel. No Santa. Fun gifts. Jelly Bellies anyone?

What is your “normal?”