An entire month has gone by.
WHAT?! How could that be? I'm honestly not that busy. We are not that busy. I sort of pride myself on that. And yet it's been a month.
So, what was January, 2014 for us?
Annual NYE hang at "The Wilsons". Love it. Best buds. Laughs. Good food. Great kids. Games. (I was awful.) H and M swimming 'til 1 am. Yes, please. Brats.
Fun New Year's Day hang at our house. Great way to start the year. Love.
A complete and 100% surprise trip to Disney. M and H had no idea. Fabulous! A+ for me. [pardon me as I pat myself on the back]
A quick (but in it's own way, perfect) visit with dear friends who are fighting a battle. They will win. They must.
Extra day and night at Disney due to snow up North. Poor us...Eight days and seven nights with The Mouse. Sign me up.
Home for 2 1/2 days. Off to NYC with thirty-one FSPA students and their parents. Great fun. Proud administrator. Proud mom.
Work for 2 weeks.
Now, here I sit.
Heading in to H and M's production week for "Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat." I've always loved this show. Excited M and H can be a part of it.
One of their best buds is in the kitchen with them as I type. They are creating some sort of "Toodlebean Commercial". It will keep them busy for hours. It will make me smile forever. These kids. They chose well. They make good choices. May it forever be so.
Then, in a few weeks, we'll head back to NYC with FSPA. H and M will be a part of this group. I am off the charts floored by them these days. They are surprising me with every turn. They are still the knuckleheads that we've always known and loved. And yet, at the same time, they are rockin' the world in their own little way. And I couldn't be prouder.
They have a Village around them. That fact has never been forgotten by me (or by them.) But recently, it's become even more apparent.
This Village is built on lots of different things. Lots of different roads. Lots of different folks. Lots of love. Complete and total unconditional love.
These are good kids. But it's because of their Village.
And for that Village, I am forever grateful.
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