Handwritten Love

Mom was a major stickler for handwriting thank you notes and letters.  It was her thing.  It was one of her many gifts and even though I might not have always liked it, I now realize it was a gift she passed on to me.  She instilled in me this seemingly lost art.  For all my life I remember writing my thank you notes.  I remember exchanging letters back and forth between me and my Maw-Maw in Michigan.  And to this day I adore getting mail.  When I hear our mail truck coming down the road, I still get giddy with anticipation with what just may be in the mail that day.  And I want my kids to be the same way.

Ever since they were little I have had them participate in writing their thank you notes.  In the beginning they could only scribble or color a little something on the cards.  Then they moved into a few random letters.  Now the boys can copy “Thank you” and sign their names.  And Harper is a full on letter writing machine.  She loves it.  I want them to find value in the thoughtfulness and time which goes into handwriting anything.  A thank you, an encouraging letter or maybe just a little note to keep in touch with a friend.

Harper’s a funny kid.  As she has learned to read and write better and better, her desire has grown more and more.  A while back she asked me to mail out some notes for her.  I gave her all the addresses and she did her thing.  Then recently she got to talking about how she wanted a pen pal and how she was a little disappointed nobody had written her back.  I asked, “Well did you ask them to write you back?”  She had forgotten to include this important piece of information for the recipients.  So she decided to give it another try.

This time she wrote one of our lady neighbors.  I may have gotten a bit misty eyed when Ms. Sherry sent Harper a card back just a few days later.  Harper was thrilled.  “Maybe Ms. Sherry can be my pen pal?”  Then just a few days later the kids received a fun note from their friend Hudson N.  It hit Harper like a lighting bolt…”Maybe Hudson N can be my pen pal?”  And now she’s committed.

She was off from school today for parent teacher conferences, but the boys still had MDO, so we got some good time together.  And we went stationary shopping.  She had already written Hudson N a letter, but decided to re-write it on her new stationary.  And now her first official official pen pal letter is ready to be mailed.  Seriously, what kid doesn’t love getting mail.  And it makes my heart super happy to see her enjoying and valuing something her Grammy so loved and valued as well.

I know this would have made Mom’s day.  I love telling Harper about all the ways she reminds me of her Grammy.  And this is definitely one of them.  She would be so proud!

Happy Tuesday!

Feeling Grateful

I know it might seem detached or not so legit when a blogger person says “thank you” to internet readers, but I hope you know I’m totally legit and all types of for realz when I say “Thank you”.  My little piece of the internet is so tiny and small and rambly and unorganized compared to lots of other amazing bloggers out there who are crazy awesome and have ginormous numbers that would blow mine out of the water, so I’m always so humbled when something is so well received or when you guys share such kind and thoughtful things with me or when you choose to share a piece of your story.  It’s a total honor.  Thank you for all the sweetness which came flooding my way yesterday with the announcement of the craft nights I am starting.  I just could never say thank you enough.  God uses each of us to encourage and uplift one another and yesterday you totally made me feel encouraged and uplifted.  Thank you!

The class is filled, but I do have a wait list going, so if you are interested in getting on the wait list just shoot me a message HERE.  The “plan” is once I get February’s class under my belt, I will have 1-2 classes each month.  That is the “plan”, but I choose to use quotations around the word plan because life happens.  Can I get a word up?!?!  But that is my goal.

In other unrelated news, we are on our third snow day.  It’s warming up a bit, but still way too cold for my liking.  We may be getting a little stir crazy.

Clearly we’ve been inside for far too long.  But we’re passing the time with movies and rotating iPad time and crafts and drawing and baths (yes, you read that correctly) and trying to get along and playing and reading.  It’s been fun and intense.

I’m happy to report that our new years resolution for bathing our kids more often is going quite well.  Like today, they all got baths and it’s a Wednesday.  That never happens.  I’m feeling quite proud and accomplished.  We may have made a plan on our chalkboard that mapped out what days are bath days.  No, we are not bathing them every day yet…baby steps folks, baby steps.  Harper reminded me this morning:

H:  “Don’t forget it’s a bath day Mom.”

M:  “Thanks Harper.  I almost forgot.”

H:  “The boys should probably go first since they never got their bath on our last bath day.”

M:  “Oh yeah, you’re totally right.  I completely forgot.  Good thinking.”

Do you see what I’m working with?  Our 6-year-old keeps us in line.  I can’t keep up.  I am clearly not one of those moms who can swing more than 5 children when I’m barely making it with 4 🙂  They would for sure be destined for smellyness.  Oddly enough, we do brush our teeth.  They have a grand total of 0 cavities between the 4 of them. #winning

Now if you will excuse me, we are drawing and cutting out new guns and hot chocolate is on our radar.

Happy Wednesday!

Vlog of Thanks

You make me feel great.  How about you guys just move into our house 🙂 Seriously…your response yesterday was overwhelming in the best way.  I even decided to do my first vlog to thank you.  Ignore my sweaty self and lack of fancy attire.  I should have planned more and dressed up for you guys, but this is just how I’m rolling this morning.  Oh and ignore my lisp and how my voice gets a bit off from my actual lip movement.  Vlogs are difficult.  Who knew?!?!

And sincerely, thank you!

Happy Wednesday.