TFIF -- Blog Lite

I took the afternoon off from work today to prepare my house for a Lovelies evening. A Lovelies evening comprises five of my dear friends from high school, food, wine, and lots of talking, especially about men. Anyway, given that I had taken the afternoon off, I wanted to pick up Iz early; she wasn't an official Lovely yet, but she aspired to it and loved it when they all came over.

When I arrived at her after-school program, I went to her usual room. It was empty. I did note that when I arrived, there were 12 backpacks hanging on the fence outside.

I thought, "Oh, it's playground time." So, I headed down the stairs, passing by the pre-kindergarten rooms to get to the playground. I used to pick Iz up at one of these rooms, but she was a big girl now.

As I walked down the hallway, something caught my attention. It was a sign posted above someone's coat hook. I read it, smiled, and something about it gave me pause for much thought.



Whether your child is 20, whether your child is 7, or whether you have no children, you had to love the fact that Alyssa had reached a very important milestone. Some parents might say it was even monumentous. And, wasn't it great that this accomplishment was posted for the World to see and admire?!

We all work hard toward reaching goals. Would the world be a better place if we all got a balloon every once in a while that praised us? I think so.

Alyssa, congratulations! Big girl underwear -- you go, girl! Your parents aren't the only ones who are proud of you; we all are. ♥

Brenda and Steve: Thanks for helping me get my writing groove back. ♥