After three years our Max has racked up enough “serious” diagnosis that we can comfortably say that he will probably need some sort of assis...

A lot of you have been following Max’s story. He’s our youngest son, adopted from Russia three years ago at the age of seven. Our first...

Dear Louisa, My funny, funny girl. You were the one who played pranks on us as an infant and at 11 years old you are still finding ways to...

Dear Annie When I sit down every year to write your birthday letter I always struggle to find the words to tell you how great I think yo...

So last week I shared a bit with you about how we were willing to face multiple layers of disaster in the name of obedience in relation to...

You may or may not have been following the housing saga that our family embarked in last summer. If not, let me just summarize by saying...

So I wrote a book, the title is Dissident. There’s so much to tell you. I don’t even know where to start. How about publishing. I had no i...