Friday, October 4, 2013

Growing Hurts

It has become a nightly thing that my 3 year old son wakes up around midnight and wants to sleep on the couch. The Couch? He has a nice comfy bed, but for some reason prefers the couch late at night. Lately he has walked into my room and asked if I would come out into the living room with him and sleep in the chair next to the couch. I have to say, it is not such an enticing idea leaving my California King to sleep in the recliner! But hey... I didn't have a dad who did such things, so I mosey on over to the chair and make the best of it.

At first, my son would fall asleep quickly and I could return to the comforts of my bed. But before long he learned to "sleep with one eye open"! As I got up to sneak off he would catch me and I would be back in the chair. Alas, I gave up and learned to get comfortable as I can so that my son would sleep well. Yet, one night about 2 am, while on the couch he wakes up screaming and crying! "Daddy! Daddy! It hurts! Daddy it hurts..."




Wednesday, March 13, 2013

Adam, Where Are You???

Disobedience can be such a tricky character! It's funny how we will go to great lengths to hide and cover up the things we do wrong. Life would be a lot less stressful if we applied the same amount of tenacity to transparency. I guess the old saying holds it's weight...

"You Are Only As Sick As Your Secrets"

So, I guess we have to ask ourselves  how sick are we?


Friday, March 8, 2013

Lynch Family Movie 2013

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Monday, March 4, 2013

Cry Out

What a long and sleepless night! Have you ever had one of those? That kind of night where one of your children are up all night crying out?

The shrieks alone are enough to tear your heart out. It seems that no matter what you do there is no end to the pain or terror they are going through. You have changed diapers, given medicine, put on warmer clothes, taken off warmer clothes and yet nothing consuls. From the Crib come cries of "Dadda, Momma" from a young one dealing with pain & fear all alone. What do you do?