Monday, May 25, 2015

The Not-So-Perfect-Plans

We had big plans made for this weekend. Three days of camping.  A perfect little spot reserved up in Oconee County, SC. The weather forecast was perfect...a cold front, cool morning, beautiful afternoon type of perfect. The truck was packed. The girls were roaring and ready. Then everything went south just when we thought everything was going well. Our dog, Hank, got extremely sick and put a huge wrench in our "perfect" plans.

So, instead of waking up in the morning to the brisk low mountain air, we woke up to our usual. Instead of pancakes and bacon on our picnic table, we sat and ate them in our usual spots. 

It would be easy to be disgruntled about it. To be upset that we lost money on our reservation, but we are just so happy that our little man is on the mends. He's still at the vet today receiving more fluids. He should be back to his self by Monday. 

We made the best of our weekend and our not-so-perfect plans. We enjoyed some camp-style meals here at home, a few late night fires and marshmallows in the backyard, and played in the sprinkler and blow-up pool and little longer than usual. Most importantly, we enjoyed some extra cuddles with our Hank man. 













Wednesday, May 20, 2015

A Special Pair

They've always thrived off of being near each other. In the NICU, they actually started improving when they finally put them in the same bed. Everyone said it was coincidence, I said it's a twin thing. I spent countless hours before they were born reading about raising twins, but nothing I tell you...NOTHING...will prepare you for the reality of it all. 




They are best friends.
They are each other's other half.
They are their worst and best allies.
They are each other's mirror image.
They share a bond that only few can relate to.
Twin sisters.
A special pair.






"Everyone has a friend during each stage of life. But only lucky ones have the same friend in all stages of life."



Monday, May 18, 2015

At 7:45

She finally learned how to swing all by herself last week. 
It's her first request after breakfast. 

Her and I.
At 7:45 this morning.
She swings and I watch.


Though she be but LITTLE
she is FIERCE.
               -Shakespeare

But as for me, I will always have hope; I will praise you more and more Psalm 71:14