Welcome to The Encouragement for Today Devotion Readers. I'm glad you've popped over for a visit. If you are here looking for the mommy guilt quiz, I am posting that tomorrow. I hope you'll stay to read the story below and come back tomorrow for the quiz. Thanks!
I was dog tired last night. I'm not even sure why passing out tired is called "dog tired" here in the south but it is. And I was.
But then little Brooke really, really, really wanted me to go look at her fairy house she'd built.
It was one of those moments where your mommy heart starts having an argument with your worn out brain. "Go outside!" vs. "It can wait!"
Pleading blue eyes, tilted head, quirky little smirk and then a wink. The wink. The one I can't resist. In that instant I knew the fairy house couldn't wait.
I should have known I had just been snookered when Brooke grabbed a flashlight to look at the fairy house "right beside the front door I promise."
You don't need a flashlight to look at something beside the well lit front door.
My brain was not happy when my heart made me keep following behind the gingerly placed little feet in front of us. Through the yard, into the woods, behind "the most amazing tree ever mommy. Like God made it just to become a fairy house I promise. Not much further. Under these branches and around the Jasmin."
My heart was tickled to pieces. My brain as tired as ever. Until we peaked down around the backside of the tangled tree trunks. Finally my brain caught up with my heart.
If it's possible for a scene in nature to smile, this one beamed.
Delicately placed flower petals arranged around nut shells, leaves, bark and other trinkets of nature.
"The fairies can sit here Mommy. And they can sleep here. Oh and look mommy, look... Do you think they'll love this?"
"Yes, sweetheart. They will love it."
"Perfect, 'cause if they really like it, they'll start sending me fairy letters every night. Some of the other girls in my class have been getting fairy letters and I can't wait to start getting some."
My tired mind glared at my sappy heart.
Fairy letters? Every night? Other girls are getting them?
Maybe those same fairies can sprinkle a little pixie dust on top of this dog tired mommy. And write their own letters for pity sake.
But just in case they don't, I'm going to let my blog readers help a sister out in a moment of desperate need.
If you were running a little low on fairy letter creativity and not wanting to deal with the mommy guilt of being the only mom in class who can't quite get it together in the fairy department, what would you write?
Please note I'm fairly certain the fairies that come to my house are the kind that like really short letters that are totally copied from my blog readers comments. Wink. Wink.
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Thanks so much for the hundreds of you that filled out the survey yesterday. We got over 400 responses! My goal is to get 500 responses for the survey, so if you haven't taken it yet, please click here for details and the chance to win a prize package.
Happy Thursday y'all!
I was dog tired last night. I'm not even sure why passing out tired is called "dog tired" here in the south but it is. And I was.
But then little Brooke really, really, really wanted me to go look at her fairy house she'd built.
It was one of those moments where your mommy heart starts having an argument with your worn out brain. "Go outside!" vs. "It can wait!"
Pleading blue eyes, tilted head, quirky little smirk and then a wink. The wink. The one I can't resist. In that instant I knew the fairy house couldn't wait.
I should have known I had just been snookered when Brooke grabbed a flashlight to look at the fairy house "right beside the front door I promise."
You don't need a flashlight to look at something beside the well lit front door.
My brain was not happy when my heart made me keep following behind the gingerly placed little feet in front of us. Through the yard, into the woods, behind "the most amazing tree ever mommy. Like God made it just to become a fairy house I promise. Not much further. Under these branches and around the Jasmin."
My heart was tickled to pieces. My brain as tired as ever. Until we peaked down around the backside of the tangled tree trunks. Finally my brain caught up with my heart.
If it's possible for a scene in nature to smile, this one beamed.
Delicately placed flower petals arranged around nut shells, leaves, bark and other trinkets of nature.
"The fairies can sit here Mommy. And they can sleep here. Oh and look mommy, look... Do you think they'll love this?"
"Yes, sweetheart. They will love it."
"Perfect, 'cause if they really like it, they'll start sending me fairy letters every night. Some of the other girls in my class have been getting fairy letters and I can't wait to start getting some."
My tired mind glared at my sappy heart.
Fairy letters? Every night? Other girls are getting them?
Maybe those same fairies can sprinkle a little pixie dust on top of this dog tired mommy. And write their own letters for pity sake.
But just in case they don't, I'm going to let my blog readers help a sister out in a moment of desperate need.
If you were running a little low on fairy letter creativity and not wanting to deal with the mommy guilt of being the only mom in class who can't quite get it together in the fairy department, what would you write?
Please note I'm fairly certain the fairies that come to my house are the kind that like really short letters that are totally copied from my blog readers comments. Wink. Wink.
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Thanks so much for the hundreds of you that filled out the survey yesterday. We got over 400 responses! My goal is to get 500 responses for the survey, so if you haven't taken it yet, please click here for details and the chance to win a prize package.
Happy Thursday y'all!
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