Teaching through the trials, loving through the mess.
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We came to church anyways
We were late. Again. Someone couldn’t finding their shoes. Someone else suddenly needed a snack. The boy’s church clothes technically fit… in the way that…
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Holding Space for Every Version of Myself
Here’s something I didn’t realize I’d need to learn as an adult: I am not just one version of me. I am a whole collection.…
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Boys and Backyard Shenanigans
Send Help! I live on a farm. I am fully convinced my boys wake up already plotting (before coffee) Not plotting their school day. Not…
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The Noise is the Point
Our house is loud. Not the “someone left the TV on” loud.Life-loud. Footsteps thundering through the kitchen like it’s a racetrack.Questions shouted from entirely different…
● About Me
Hi, I’m Michelle — recovering teacher, twin wrangler, and the author of all the honest chaos you’ll find here.
Twins Tenders and Teaching 