Has anybody seen my baby?
And God Created Tim
Carter’s been learning about creation lately. . . .
Our Miss Snooks
A woman stood at the door. Like a number of unexpected visitors on our busy street on the outskirts of Bloomington, she had the look of someone about to ask for directions. Instead, she asked if I knew who had the black and white dog in the neighborhood.
Annual Report
Version 1.0 of the Human Evolutionary Lineage Propagation project (HELP) was released on January 30, 2001.
On the Move
After months of willing it to happen, my boy finally overcame both gravity and friction. Now suddenly mobile, I find myself learning how to crawl all over again.
To Meat, or not to meat (that is the question)
I tell the story of my morning jog outside Woodstock, Illinois, when a cow jogged along side the road for a couple of country blocks. It was so much like a dog, I say, chuckling a bit at my bovine naivete, that I had to stop eating beef. From that experie
My Mother’s Daughter
Each generation has new parenting advice. My grandmother put my dad in a dark room when he was teething, in order to help with his fever. My mom put us to sleep on our stomachs or sides, never on our back. Our generation puts our babies to sleep on their