About Us . . .

I am Nancy Wilson, married to Douglas. We have three married children, which has resulted in thirteen grandkids. It's a party at our house, and you can find some of that here. Blogging along with me are my daughters Bekah and Rachel, and my daughter-in-law Heather.

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Archive for June, 2008

WWDWD?

(What Would Douglas Wilson Download?)
So in case you haven’t noticed, I’ve been a bit absent. I miss you all, really I do. And special thanks to those of you (you know who you are) who take time to remind me of my obvious abdication of blogging duties. Too much to say and not enough time […]

Today we had our sweet cousin Ameera over to play and busted out the golden oldie of paper plate hats. What can’t you do with a glue gun, pipe cleaners, some splashy ribbon and enormous paper flowers? After the initial tea party in the fairy palace we turned the fairy hats into fairy belts so […]

Just in Case You Were Worried

Spring has come just in time to be summer. The snow is gone and look what magic is happening right out of the ground on the end of long green prickly sticks. They know it’s June, and so they are doing their dance all around my front porch. And what a welcome for my Merkle […]

The Minister’s Wife

A few years back I wrote a newsletter called The Minister’s Wife, and it was mailed to a handful of wives of pastors around the country, mostly in the CREC. But I got side-tracked and it didn’t last very long. I’m thinking of resurrecting it as an email newsletter to those pastors’ wives out there […]

Back a couple of months ago, my husband and Matt Whitling did a conference called Spring Cleaning, which had to do with raising children. Matt and Doug are a great combo: Matt addressed issues particularly related to raising little ones, and Doug’s topics had to do with older children. It was fabulous. So if you […]

Jammy Rides

A bunch of you have heard me write or talk about the jammy ride. But I feel I should bring it up just in case someone out there doesn’t know what a jammy ride is.  Or perhaps  you’ve forgotten about it. I would hate to feel like anyone was going to live through another summer […]