Why Do I Need You?

Please do not skim, it’s all too important in understanding  why I’m asking you to help…. As I’ve mentioned several times over the years,  when I began writing at our Place Called Simplicity,  I simply thought I would be writing a public journal  for our family. Never in my wildest dreams would I have thought …

A Gift Idea

For those who have been hanging around our Place Called Simplicity you know all about our Memorial Box.  But for those who haven’t been dropping by very long, let me explain…. It’s a box filled with very tangible items, each representing a time in our lives where God provided, protected and proved Himself strong.  …

Brewing Storms

The other day I was out and about for my morning bike ride. I love going over to a neighborhood kind  of near our home. Many of the homes have extra pretty  architectural details that make them  kind of like eye candy to a  love-architectural-detail-in-all-shapes-and-sizes-person  like me.  This particular neighborhood also has some  very beautiful…

She Even Got a Standing Ovation

The Belle of the Ball was elated yesterday that it was finally  her special day. Mommy had been telling Miss Ruby  for weeks that she was going to be honored at the  United Cerebral Palsy Association of Arizona Gala last evening at {of all places}  The Ritz-Carlton…. Miss Ruby giggled and shrieked  as we prepared….

The Little Polish Girl…

My dad’s visit was really wonderful. The kids enjoyed getting to know their grandpa. And Ruby loved that Grandpa would talk  and play with her… Check out that “reaching for the ball” stuff. Pffft.  And some said she’d never do anything –  can you imagine – how absurd!!?…. Clearly there was some serious interaction going…

Check Her Out…

Ruby girlfriend is up to it again… and our family is shoutin’ for joy! Remember? The little treasure who some said  “would never do anything”… Ya’ that girl. While I was in Africa Dw and I were skyping and  he couldn’t wait to tell me… He’d been lifting Ruby out of her car seat  and…

Bam! It’s Clear…

Recently I had to drive Dw somewhere.  Ninety-nine percent of the time Dw drives, but since his night had been ridiculously short due to some not-fun circumstances and basically exhausted he had agreed to me driving when I volunteered.  Truthfully, Dw doesn’t love riding.  Many of you feel the same way – ‘let me drive any…