Jenny Rae Armstrong

I LOVE starting things. I love the creativity of brainstorming and fleshing out ideas, the excitement of seeing those ideas become reality and take on a life of their own, the thrill of riding the momentum created by a really good idea picking up speed and becoming more than you could ever make it on your own. I think I […]

So, I haven’t blogged since–erm–spring? Wow! Well, I’ve had a good excuse–a full load of classes, kids home all summer, and more work than I had planned on doing, which is a good thing, but also a busy thing. But now, the kids are in back school, music lessons have started, Women’s Retreat at CPBC […]

Carter: “Dear God, thank you for this wonderful day, and thank you for the food. And thank you for making our world better than the dinosaurs’ world–especially the stupid cavemans.” 😀 Read more at http://jennyraearmstrong.blogspot.com.

It’s astonishing how much young male dogs act like young boys. So, I came home from my vacation to find that my twins (Oberon and Apollo–Apollo decided to take an extended vacation in Obie’s yard for the winter, and I doubt if he will be going home) had not been behaving themselves at all in […]

I did not realize until this afternoon how exhausted I was. Again. I can’t help but wonder–is exhaustion just the natural by-product of being a mom? Or maybe the by-product of living in a world where your mental energies are constantly taxed, while your body is allowed to become soft and weak from lack of use? Is […]

(Man obviously surprised to see a friend.): “Well, whaddaya know!” (Smart alec friend): “Not much. How ya doin’?” 😀 I love Wisconsin. 😀 Read more at http://jennyraearmstrong.blogspot.com.

This is Jamison, wondering why his family is so weird. Payback, buddy. This is me, wondering how in the world the hairdresser thought that this cut bears any resemblance to “layers, angled around the face.” This is also me putting the pictures out of sequence so my perturbed face isn’t scowling out from the front page of […]

Carter (#3) has always been obsessed with “super-dupers,” his term for super heroes. At two, he insisted on wearing his Superman pajamas everywhere–home, church, shopping–and I’d have to dress him in Clay’s matching underoos long enough to throw his in the wash. At four, he began telling everyone who would listen about “baby school” (which took place, evidently, […]

Okay, I am absolutely in love with this new template! Complete blog bliss! Granted, I don’t have any advertisers to stick in the advertising section. (Anyone want a free ad for a while? I need to test out my nearly non-existent HTML skills to figure out how to alter the sidebar, so if you don’t mind being experimented on–let […]