There’s a tribal dance group in Kampala we always take visitors to experience. They accurately demonstrate how the tribes in Uganda differ by expression of dance, instrument, song and ritual. For the finale of the performance the dancers stack clay pots on their heads, shake the hips and move all over the stage without dropping … Continue reading Can you hear the music?
Yes! We have orphaned children in our home. This is a fact. Would you believe I have never once heard one of our kids mention they miss their parents. They don’t talk about losing them. They aren’t stuck on that part of their lives. They don’t think it is unusual to be an orphan. Not … Continue reading A great tree grows from a single SEED.
Our family’s foray into the horse world began two years ago when we moved to our new town. It was first me to succumb to the smell of horse, but Jack was quick to ask to take lessons. Now that he home schools he is able to go to the barn with me every morning … Continue reading Jack’s first Horse Show
I’ve had all five of our children home for one week out of this whole summer. Something wonderful and sparkly happens when the five of them are reunited at home. I can almost see a glitter aura snap, crackle and pop as they interact. We have a way of being goofy that only we can … Continue reading Where’s the emergency break on my family life?
The beach reunion always means there are pranks, laughter and loads of fun. We’ve been having a reunion at the beach for the entire twenty-three years I’ve been married into this family, and we haven’t missed a single occasion because…well…we’re not dead yet. And if our kids thought we might not go they’d plot to … Continue reading a little LaTorre fun…no…a lot
We are blessed with one week a year on the Atlantic coast beach with all of my husband’s family together for a reunion in one house. We arrived at the beach late last night to the smell of ocean and the sounds of waves. I was the first one to turn on the coffee this … Continue reading Beach Time
It is now possible for my family to pass through the dining room, foyer and living room. It was cluttered beyond belief with merchandise from Uganda for a week. It’s taken me every free moment to sort, inventory, organize and store it all into our metal cabinets in the garage…in the Texas heat. Ugh. … Continue reading Market days in Kampala Uganda
I awoke Saturday morning when it was still dark. Jack came to my bedside and whispered, “Mom, it is six, you should get up.” I never thought the occasion would come when my youngest son would poke me out of bed. I staggered to the coffee and nursed it until the absolute last minute before … Continue reading Boerne Market Days
When Jack and I go to the barn we are on neutral turf. I’m am a student there too, not just mom. We are learning together, sharing our discoveries, opening our vulnerabilities with the hopes of improvement and we are laughing at our mistakes. We are also loving these big horses with a silent understanding … Continue reading Becoming a little bit country.
Who would resist the perfection of the Sonoran desert in early March at a gorgeous resort? Not me. Not Kira. Too bad Craig has to go to work while we are here. It is so interesting to return to Scottsdale. I forgot how much I love the air, the sky, the landscape, the mountains and … Continue reading the birthday of disbelief
Mzungu Mama 