honor and glory

There are so many different ways to frame up this little audio clip. And if you don’t have smart enough tools to give it a listen, well, I’m just sorry in advance.

The one specific quote that continually sticks out for me is when CJ is in the midst of his story and he says, ‘Again, like I always do … I went for honor and glory.’

Holy.cow. How many times have I let the fear of going for the long shot stop me? And yet, my nine (almost ten?!) year-old doesn’t hesitate. Like he always does. Because he really wants it. It’s so easy. #amiright?

And how true is that for you? What’s your honor and glory shot? What would it take for you to just step out in faith and see where you land? I literally just saw someone post this quote from Erin Hanson:

“What if I fall? Oh,but my darling,what if you fly?”

Find that child-like faith within yourself and just dare to fly. I know it’s advice I have to give myself con.stant.ly. And there is a LOT (like, a lot) to be afraid of. But just what if? What if we make the shot?

And imagine, if you take and make that shot as Connor did, you, too, could go home with your very own … stuffed bat.

Disclaimer: He totally knew I was recording him and I totally sound like a dork. But, he was that excited and I really do think he’s simply amazing.

flashback friday

I missed #tbt, or Throwback Thursday for those of you who aren’t hip to the kids’ lingo these days, by about twenty minutes and I don’t think you can be late for hash-tagged events. Right? I mean, then it would be all #laterblog and no one even knows what that means. Right?! Besides, at the time, I wasn’t alert enough to enjoy a walk down memory lane. But now? Because it’s Friday. Because I can’t read another.stinking.email this week. And because I cried in the card aisle at Target earlier, I walk. Continue reading

dear santa: a project

I was pretty worried (and mildly relieved) that last Christmas would also mean our last visit from Santa but oh HO HO HO was I wrong. It actually seemed like his fervor for the gentleman in the old red suit grew this year. Which was fun.

Not long after the tree went up Thanksgiving weekend, Connor wrote a letter to Santa. Pinterest to the rescue for an adorable template that I drew up on a piece of his sketch paper for him to complete. I forgot to note this would be in addition to the list he’d already given me … which was completely different. Of course.  Continue reading