Day 241: Unbelievable.

My oldest son will be graduating high school next Spring. THATS unbelievable. As long as we have done everything we can to prepare him, I feel I will be completely ready to let him step forward into this new phase of his life. I’ve had a few ugly cries at the prospect of him leaving home and me letting go, but I understand that he can’t remain a child forever. Memories of the cute kid who loved to get an ice cream cone are often tempered with the reality that he eats like a mountain man teenaged boy.  I still would not mind him living in the house down the street (or next door) when he grows up.  :)

Joy.

Am I the only one out here having a hard time believing that the 90s were twenty years ago? Sheesh. Not that I want Cross Colors to make a comeback or anything, but sometimes it seems like it was not that long ago. I have always loved this song because it was written about the love of a daughter. I wish that all little girls could be treasured like these lyrics and this video.

Two orientations down, one to go.

aleavesMonday is Labor Day, which means Summer will be done. It seems like it is over quickly, but I got a lot accomplished so I can’t really complain. This Fall, I’m going to be dealing with senior stuff and college prep stuff and new edgy high schooler stuff (did I mention that when we go out now, he doesn’t want to walk with us – he’s Mr. Indpendently Edgy now – sigh). Then there are the third and fourth graders. I definitely had better step up my workouts. I will need them.

Put first things first.

Turning forty gave me an amazing clarity and urgency about the practice of living out my priorities, just like the video. A week ago, I was in Louisiana with my family. It was another of those situations, exactly like Las Vegas, when I was in the exact place where I needed to be. I got the chance to spend time with so many people in my family who I really needed to spend time with. One of them is no longer with us and I’m working out my feelings about that. Obviously I am grieving, but I am also extremely thankful and joyful to have been blessed with the opportunity to speak with him one last time. I know it’s cliche’ to say to tell people you love them because you never know if that will be the last time you see them, but it is still true.

 

I hope I didn’t ruin Christmas for my nephew.

santaSee, it all started last week when I was visiting down South. He asked me if Santa was going to get Max any toys because I mentioned some mischief he’d participated in. He also asked if I had a fireplace and when I told him I don’t, he asked how Santa dropped off gifts for the kids. I told him that Santa doesn’t buy or make my children’s toys (because he doesn’t), and it was downhill and backpedaling from there. I did throw in that Santa Claus was a real person , but I think it was way too hot outside to sugar coat things, so I’ll blame the heat. While I never bought into the whole Santa thing (my kids were relieved to know where their gifts came from, they didn’t like mall santa so much) , I didn’t want to be the person who told him that. I have to work on my auntie answer for Santa Claus. Yikes.

Loving this.

monedavisbMo’Ne Davis is the 18th girl to play in the Little League World Series, but the first to pitch a shutout. In the game that led to her team’s advancement to the series, she pitched another shutout with a 70 mph fastball. This is so awesome to me because it reminds me of all the times, as a kid, when I’ve played with and against guys who knew girls could not play baseball. :p