Every Muddy Foot Should Know Its Worth

Every Muddy Foot Should Know Its Worth

 

Several weeks ago these mud-covered feet got asked to a dance.

They belong to my youngest twin–my tiny, blue-eyed, blonde-haired, tree climber.

A dance?  In middle school?  With a boy?  With awkward moments and disco balls and blaring music and watered down punch?

When did that happen?

She was just climbing trees and walking the dog and decorating her room with post-it notes and having tea parties with spotted elephants.  I wasn’t sure that I was ready.  I wasn’t sure that I was prepared.

But she was.

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When the Mountain Seems Unclimbable

When the Mountain Seems Unclimbable

 

Have you ever climbed a mountain?

Literally or figuratively?

Did you notice when you stand at the bottom of the mountain and look up…

…it all seems so overwhelming?

There are steep cliffs and crevices and many vertical miles to go and sometimes you see a foothold and sometimes the ground seems too smooth to grab traction.

You brace your shoulders and shiver slightly at the road ahead.

I can’t climb this you tell yourself.  I’ll never make it.  I don’t have the strength or the energy or the willpower for the journey.  That mountain is unclimbable.

Calling all climbers.

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The Last Chapter

The Last Chapter

 

I’m editing the last chapter of the book right now.

It’s so close to being done.

Shhhh….don’t tell the publisher, but it was so much easier to write than I ever imagined.

When I started I was a little scared.  A book?  Seriously?  What was I thinking?

And then?

I just sat down at the computer and wrote and wrote and wrote and then I drank some coffee…

…and wrote some more.

Just between us, it really wrote itself. It’s like the story was right there at the tip of my fingers just waiting to come out.

When I was researching stories for the book, I found this one.  It made me laugh and cheer and tear up a little, especially because my tiny basketball player just had emergency eye surgery and had to cut her season short.

This story is written for everyone who has ever faced a challenge.  Everyone who stares a mountain in the face and takes that first step.  Everyone who falls down, dusts themselves off and tries again.

You got this.

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Love and Milestones

Love and Milestones

 
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In orthodontic news, last week the twins got braces.

It’s kind of one of those milestones in life.  You know.  Like taking your first step or losing your first tooth or the first day of kindergarten or memorizing the multiplication tables or learning how to ride a bike.

Except maybe not as fun.

They were so excited about the new adventure.  They counted down the days and talked to their friends about rubber band colors and grinned at themselves in the mirror and tried to imagine what they would look like with braces on.

And then early one morning they arrived at the orthodontist’s office….

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The Basket Heard Around the World

The Basket Heard Around the World

 
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People always ask me what it’s like having twins.

Is it hard?

Is it overwhelming and are they different and how do you handle it and is it really a challenge?

And I always tell them it’s double.

Double the joy, double the work, double the responsibilities, double the drama…..

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The Paper Worth More than Gold

The Paper Worth More than Gold

 

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During the closet re-organization project of 2015, I found a picture of one of the twins taken the day she was born.

When I saw it, I stopped what I was doing and put down the boxes of random bits of things that always seem to collect themselves in a closet and the fluffy hat with ruffles that I bought for my first Kentucky Derby party….

….and simply stared at the photo.

There she was.

Tiny and precious and beautiful and hooked up to a million tubes and machines and beeping gadgets wearing a tiny pink bow the nurses made for her on her wisps of downy blonde hair.

Weighing in at 2.2 pounds…..so little my hand almost covered her in the picture.

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It’s Only a Phase

There are days I think I am in the running for the “Mom of the Year.”

I am quite impressed with myself sometimes.

So much so that on really good days I imagine….                                             

….as I leisurely stroll through the aisles of Wal-mart dressed to the nines,

with my obedient,

well-behaved,

neat-as-a-pin children skipping and (of course) holding hands behind me….

….I imagine that I’m going to be spotted by staffers from the Dr. Phil show.

You see, those Dr. Phil staffers are trained….trained to spot pure motherly goodness at its best.

And they will quickly and with great fanfare whisk me away to Chicago….or New York….or Las Vegas or wherever they film the Dr. Phil show.

And upon determining my general fabulous skill-set as a mother….

….immediately ask me to come up on stage to recieve my trophy.

All of the world’s eyes on me.

Mom of the Year.

And as I stand there…..hands outstretched…..ready to recieve all the praise and adulation that comes with my new title…..

…..someone will stand up in the audience waving this….

….and my dreams of glory and a starring role on the remake of “The Waltons” will come to a screeching halt.

Security team?

Walkie talkies and sunglasses and notebooks filled with top secret information?

Really?

What was it my blonde-haired, blue-eyed, smocked-dress wearing, tea-cup holding twins that brought upon this?

Too many late night episodes of Charlie’s Angels on TV Land?

Too much Sonny with a Chance?

I’m so sorry Dr. Phil and crew….

….please keep my Mom of the Year Trophy shined and ready….

….I’m sure this is only a phase.