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When David Becomes Dad
I don’t know if your home but five o’clock hits different in this house. It’s like the whole day shifts gears the second David walks back through that door. He doesn’t announce it. He doesn’t make a big deal out of it. He just steps into the house and the energy changes — the way it does when the person who holds everything together finally comes home. David barely gets his boots off before the dogs are climbing him like he’s the returning hero in a movie. C’s already talking to him about something — driving, work, a game, a plan, a question — and I’m standing there trying to…
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Drivers Ed with David
Four o’clock in this house has a very specific sound. It’s the sound of keys hitting the table, the dogs losing their minds like David’s been gone for six months instead of six hours, and C already halfway to the door before David even gets his shoes off. Because 4 PM isn’t just a time — it’s a shift change. It’s the moment the whole house exhales because Dad is home, and the next part of the day can finally begin. Thank the LORD. C waits for this moment like it’s a scheduled event, even though David’s schedule is anything but predictable. Some days he walks in tired. Some days…
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Dolly at Family General & Waiting on David
In our home three o’clock hits like a reminder that the day is far from over, even though it already feels like it’s been three days long. This is the hour where I always think I’m going to get something done — maybe run to Family General, maybe grab the Dolly Parton Knick knacks stuff, maybe pick up the Easter things we still need — but the truth is, nothing moves until David gets home. And that’s just the reality of a one‑car one- driver family trying to stretch time, money, and patience all at once. As we work on C’s driver’s license this week. I swear, every time I say, “We’ll…
Living a simple lifestyle from the front porch
