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Any Given Monday (And Saturday, And Sunday…)

November 7, 2011 By Blonde Mom 9 Comments

This past weekend marked our last for fall travel soccer (AKA soccer on steroids).

I’ll admit I’m ready for a little break from us all of us spending nearly our entire weekend at her games and me shuttling her to twice weekly practices but this girl will be ready to put her cleats back on as soon as practice starts back up again in December and indoor futsal gears up in January. I figure that is just enough time for the metal bleacher indentations on my butt to fade.

Miss C’s souvenirs from the season are much more fun.

Oh and if you ever doubt the tenacity and toughness of 9 and 10-year-old girls, one of Miss C’s teammates broke her arm during a tournament several weeks ago. Granted, it was “just” a buckle fracture but it was a fracture. A FRACTURE PEOPLE! And she got the go ahead to play with her cast in a fun match yesterday. Her bright green cast was protected with bubble wrap and she played like nothing had ever happened. Side note, a sweaty, smelly shin guard makes an excellent stabilizer for a broken arm when in a pinch on the soccer fields.

What can I say? Soccer girls kick grass!

Do your kids play sports? Both my girls play soccer (my 6-year-old daughter plays regular league) and my younger daughter is also interested in gymnastics. I’ve been waiting for her to change her mind about that, since last year she was also interested in martial arts and dance lessons and violin lessons and she loves art but gymnastics may be next on our list. It will probably do my butt good to have a little variety in bleachers.

Filed Under: My Girls, Parenting 9 Comments

When Mom Blogs Grow Up

September 9, 2011 By Blonde Mom 10 Comments

This is what my girls looked like when I started blogging, nearly six years ago:

Miss C

Miss A

They were 3 and barely 1 at the time. Today they are 9 and 6. Some days my 9-year-old seems like she is going on 19, while other days she is full throttle little girl and I kiss the top of her blonde head and the smell and feel of her soft head transports me to days of sippy cups and silliness and nights of board books and baths. Some days my 6-year-old is a wise old soul with knowledge beyond her years and other days she is a whirling dervish of quirkiness and silly. Every day I marvel at who they are becoming and all that the future will hold.

I could tell you about the cute story Miss A shared about recess yesterday, but that is her story.

I could tell you about the conversation that Miss C and I had at bedtime, but that is her story.

I won’t stop blogging. I love writing way too much. I love the community in the blogosphere and the networking and all things social media.

But I will likely start telling a little more of my story, because at some point the stories I share about my children are not really mine to share any more and it is something I consider more and more. I will continue to write more about travel, because it is something I love, and wine, because well. WINE. I will likely write about our girl Bailey because she would have been 14 this fall.

I know I’m not the only blogger out there who feels this way as their kids get older.

One day you are blogging between deadlines and diaper changes (my first blog tag line years ago) and the next day you are forgetting to blog because you were driving your kids around all afternoon to soccer practice and Googling Venn Diagram because you are the clueless in math parent.

Their life is unwritten. It’s not my place to write about it for them.

p.s. Unwritten by Natasha Bedingfield is one of my favorite songs…if you’ve never really listened to the lyrics, please do!

Filed Under: Bloggy Things, My Girls, Parenting 10 Comments

Summer’s Last Hurrah

September 7, 2011 By Blonde Mom 10 Comments

My beautiful summer girl. I just love this picture of Miss C.

An unexpected invite to the lake? Yes, please!

It’s hard to believe it was 100 degrees when we went to Center Hill Lake on Saturday and yesterday it was in the 50s and rainy. Don’t shoot me, but I’m actually happy that temperatures in Nashville will be hovering around 80 just in time for the weekend. Remind me I said this when me and my tushy are sweatin’ it out on the metal bleachers for an hour and a half at soccer practice twice next week. Yes, I said twice. The older girl…she’s on a travel soccer league now. Too bad I can’t burn calories while watching her do drills.

Summer, I can’t quit you just yet. I am going to cheat on you a little today, however, when I make a big pot of chili. Maybe I’ll wear flip flops while I cook, though, just to keep you happy.

Here are a few more of my favorite pictures from our time on the water, which is definitely our happy place.

Where is your happy place? The water, the mountains, the clearance rack at Nordstrom?