Just Frances T


What we believe about the world and our place in it can shift like the wind if those beliefs aren’t moored to anything more reliable than our experience.

A week or so ago, I was starting a load of laundry when the baskets full of clean, waiting-to-be-put-away laundry that I’d been walking around for a few days caught my eye. My son was building something out of Mega Blocks nearby and my daughter was concentrating at the floor near my feet, trying to pick up a single pine needle from the floor to put into her mouth. Surveying this scene,… Read More

I took my son, Thomas, to the park for a MOPS play date about a year ago. He had a good time riding the merry-go-round all morning and I had a good time having an uninterrupted conversation with other adults. When we finally arrived back home, it was time to unload the car. As I gathered leftover chicken nuggets, jackets, and cups to take inside, wondering how our stuff multiplies while we’re… Read More

I got this bright idea when I woke up on Tuesday morning that it was time to potty train Thomas. I’ve been reading up and chatting with other parents for several months, so it’s not like I didn’t know the steps. Plus, Thomas is showing several signs of being ready. Why not just pull the trigger on a random Tuesday? Well, by day two, I was ready to pull the trigger all… Read More