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{bedtime reading} #sol18

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Every night for years, my almost (in ONE week) eight year old daughters and I snuggle up in our big bed before bedtime and read. Some days, it's picture books from our library. Or new books from a Scholastic book order. Or even books the girls checked out from their school library. Or an old favorite we have read and read and read again.  The book selections and options are endless and always growing.

Bedtime reading is one of my favorite moments of my day.

Over the last year, we have transitioned into chapter books and series. Reading a couple chapters a night. Anticipating what will happen next. Begging for just one more. Slipping the bookmark into place and closing the book. Disappointments ensue. "C'mon, Mommy. Just one more?"

Bedtime reading is time together to experience the beauty books hold.

Over spring break, I was wanti…

{why is she hiding?} #sol18

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Why is she hiding? 
Last week she showed her glorious face  on a day of sunshine and 70s.  Then as quickly as she came,  she was gone. 
And the tears of rain came  pouring down, leaving hints of  tiny, fresh buds on trees,  sprouts emerging from the wet, brown dirt  and a glimpse of renewal  of new life, of hope. 
But then she turned her back those tears turned cold ice, freezing rain, sleet and  now today snow.  Blowing, blustery snow  in the middle of April. 


The gray, snowy day fills  my view out my window.  And I ask again,  "Why are you not ready  to reveal yourself What are you afraid of?"
I will continue to be patient  because I know she will come  again in all her glory.  And, yes, I will close my eyes  look heavenward and thank God above  for this season of change. 

{pie night} #sol18

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When I get a text that says: "I'm free for pie night! Check your calendar!" I know that it's been too long since we have gotten together. We used to all work together at the same building and saw each other every day, but over the last couple years, changes have occurred and we are in three different buildings. Yet, these are my people. My tribe.

And pie brings us together.

Two of my closest friends (and colleagues) and I meet up for pie night. Pie night sometimes includes dinner and sometimes it's just pie. All depends on our mood and the time we have away from our families.

Last night was pie night. We gathered for dinner and pie. It was two hours of talking, sharing life updates, gossiping about school, laughing, sharing photos, reminiscing, dreaming about the future ... and more laughing.

It's a fun evening out that I…

{shoe shopping} #sol18

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The girls love shoes. It's the shopping part of it that makes it difficult. When they were little, it was so easy to buy online. I found cute, reasonable, practical shoes. And I bought two pairs in a click.

Now, shoe shopping with almost eight year old twin girls has it's challenges. And they have strong opinions that usually differ as well. We bring our patience and try to have fun ...

They look for style. 
"What about this one? It's cute."
Wrinkled nose. Shake of the head. Nah.

They look for colors they like. 
"Oh, this has a little purple ... and blue."
Roll of the eyes. Nope. I don't like that one.

They look for comfortability.
"How does that one feel?"
Too big. I. Can't. Get. My. Foot. In. It's too humpy.

They look for the right size.
"We need this in a size 1 1/2 or 2."
"Sorry, we h…