Thursday/Friday "Mia's Plan"

In a couple of weeks

Mia will dive in her first regional meet.

Gotta love this kid.

She's got her dive down to a science.

Hung in a spot she sees every morning and night.

Maybe I can learn something too...

A story about a story

Not very long ago, a date with my sweet girl 

would be "taking a trip" to the park.

Or maybe for some ice-cream.

When I was a super bad mommy I'd take her to

McD's for chicken nuggets and a Sprite.

We'd laugh and smile.

Giggle and hug.

And I remember wanting those moments to never pass.

We still go on lots of dates

and as the years have passed they seem to get better.

Like tonight...

Tonight I went on one of the best dates with my sweet girl.

It wasn't to the park or to Cold Stone.

Instead it was to a book signing.

Really, you ask?

My favorite author was in town with her sweet daughter.

Their co-authored story was just published.

It was awesome sitting with Mia listening to

both mother and daughter share the

experience of how the book came to be.

They are funny, sincere and super-REAL.

We laughed and smiled. Giggled and even hugged.

After the talk Jodi and her daughter Sammie signed our books.

It was an amazing night! 

We rode home with the windows open

signing along to the radio.

And talking about how cool it was to meet

a real-life author.

Indeed it was.

Jodi signing Mia's book 

The signings. Thanks Jodi and Sammie.

Completely Unacceptable

I'm officially melting.

It's not okay.

Fire up the glue gun...

I'm busy friends.

I mean it.

2 active kiddos

A over-achiever hubby

A full time job

Volunteer organization

That's a lot.

Right?

No matter how many hours a day I'm busy

there is always time for the glue gun

Damn you, Pinterest.

What's the Risk?

Saturday Night Date

Daddy and Mia went on a date tonight.

It was a big night.

The Mercury were playing the LA Sparks

AND Hope Solo was there to recognize

the 40th anniversary of the passing of Title 9.

(If you don't know what title 9 is, you should

look into. It was a literal "game changer.)

As a mom of a sporty gal, what I know for sure is that Title 9

is a super good thing.

I also know that the smiles on my loves' faces

are a good thing too.

Big

No more hand-holding.

He just goes.

All by himself.

Carrying his own stuff.

He walks with purpose.

He's big.