Our children hit some milestones this past week. The youngest one lost another tooth and officially entered my favorite phase of childhood - the double gap goofy grin. I am so excited her big teeth are nowhere to be seen so we'll get to enjoy this grin and sweet lisp for quite a while. I'm gonna cry when the big teeth surface.
The big sister graduated up another level in reeds for her alto saxophone. Those of you fellow band nerds know how much growth a new reed level shows. For those of you who never were in band probably its similar to stepping up to new cleats in soccer or toe shoes for ballet. It's like losing another tooth. Baby steps left behind - new stuff up ahead.
I spent the evening last night following five middle school girls around the mall so they could purchase dresses for an after school dance. No way is this mama letting teens wander the mall by themselves. I don't care if the other moms do. Sign me up. Being a mom isn't for wimps. All five girls found dresses, all on sale and all with enough fabric to pass muster. Cheers! They also bought candy, rode the quarter little kid rides and tested out every single makeup sample. I grinned as I watched.
What I've discovered about middle school is the stories people tell aren't the full truth. Sure - middle school is emotional and hard and awkward. Girl drama sucks. But it's also sweet and joyful and precious. We do best when I remind myself I'm the adult. If I can be stable and centered and grin instead of yell we'll be just fine.
My house will have teenage daughters for twelve straight crazy fantastic years.
Be still my heart. It's gonna burst.
My spouse took this photo of me at a fun restaurant on the way home from the beach a couple weekends ago. I love it. The sign makes me grin. The grungy cat beds are awesome. Don't you just love people who know who they are? This restaurant is willing to let you come EAT but only if you accept their cats. Take them as they are or eat somewhere else. I had clam chowder in a big bread bowl dripping with butter. The cats didn't bother me.
Here's the deal. I want to write. I want to post beautiful pictures I took on morning walks. I want to send out encouraging messages to my dear friends and family. This is what I want to do.
My nephew had surgery. My parents are moving. I'm hiring and training new employees. I'm driving to Olympia to testify and negotiate and deal with legislative issues. I am working stupid long hours.
I'm not complaining. I'm just explaining.
I want to write. I just don't have time.
Life has chapters and this one is crazy.
I'd love if if you'd pray for Quirky Faith. Pray for space in my schedule to clear so I can get back at what I love to do.
As for me, I'm accepting the state of my life as it is - crazy and messy. I'm doing my best to serve and love in the situations right in front of me. Life doesn't always look like an Instagram photo. Sometimes it has grungy cat beds.
We spent the weekend at marriage retreat. Amazing weather. I kept having to remind myself it is January. At one point I was standing on the deck watching the stunning sunset and drinking coffee.
My spouse took a couple of photo. He started to laugh. And then said hello. Turns out we know the people in the room next door. Little friendly photo bomb.
I think sunsets are one of the ways God waves hello. A little reminder He tucks into our day to call us upward. When I get too busy, distracted or self absorbed I love to see God show up and get the focus off me.
When does God wave hello to you?
I love Jesus. I think my two daughters can change the world. I think you can too.
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