This particular lesson stars Baby A and Baby B, because that's what you call twins when you're growing 'em from scratch.
So baby A was born with the eye of a tiger and the heart of a lion. It's a regular jungle in there, you know.
Baby B . . . he's more cruiser than bruiser. His heart is pieced together with down pillows and Beanie Babies.
Baby A and Baby B were taught in their youth to share everything.
And I do mean everything.
But they've had to learn that life's not fair. Even when you share. In fact, sometimes life is just plain messy.
Even when you're a cutie patootie.
Okay, ready for the lesson?
This week Baby A and Baby B get to go to basketball camp. Baby A has one desire--to win the MR. HUSTLE AWARD.
He gets up early every day to warm up, stretch, and shoot around before camp. He repeats his routine again every evening.
Baby B doesn't. He just wants to get through camp so he can come home and eat cereal.
Every day Baby A comes home from basketball camp with empty hands and a frowny face, shaking his head and gritting his teeth,"ARGH!" he says, "I didn't win Mr. Hustle. As Gad as my witness, tomorrow I WILL win Mr. Hustle!!!!!!!!"
But he doesn't.
On the other hand, everyday Baby B comes home from basketball camp and pours himself a bowl of cereal.
"Did you win Mr. Hustle?" I ask.
"Yep" he shrugs.
Now ain't that just like life!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?
(Two more days left of camp. Will someone please petition the Universe on Baby A's behalf?)
12 comments:
Consider me pleading to the Universe.
Petitioning now. Sounds a whole lot like my very own Baby A and Baby B.
consider that petition signed!!!
Kasey called me today and told me I had to come and read this post..I wonder why she didn't comment? Probably cause she is like baby b and just wants to eat some cereal..hehehe.
OH UNIVERSE...Please let there be justice tomorrow!!!
Why is life like that? Which movie can answer this deep perplexing question? I wonder.
So which is it, right? The You've-just-gotta-want-it, or the Meh-whatevs? Life is hilarious. Sort of.
Oh, that just ain't fair, no matter which Universe you live in.
Are they eatin' the same cereal?
That actually hurts my heart. Give the loser a big hug for me.
I don't have twins, but I do have 2 boys who play sports. One has the heart of an artist...the other one? He will step on your neck as he gets up and think nothing of it. Nice guy off the field though...as life has gone by the universe has made it pretty even...although my artist would love to be the brute sometimes, he isn't...and the brute will never be the artist...but when the brute was ready to give up in college, no one was able to talk to him except the artist....who said to the brute, "I would give anything to get to do what you do! Stop complaining and get back to work." When you raise your kids you never know what you will get...just enjoy the ride.
I know what you mean. I was at the last soccer game of the season for my 7 year-old and he hadn't scored a goal all season. He wanted it so bad. His coach wanted it so bad for him that the whole game he was telling his teammates to pass it over to my boy... I was praying so hard "please let him score a goal, please let him score a goal". No such luck. When the final whistle blew his head was hanging so low he could have licked his shoes. Frankly I'm surprised he didn't... he licks a lot of weird things...maybe it's a 7 year-old thing.
We just don't always get what we want. But strangely enough we get what we need whether we recognize it at the time or not.
By the way, tomorrow is the day she goes back. I'm okay today because my brain just hasn't accepted it but tomorrow at 7 p.m. I will have to face the truth.
I'm lucky enough to have a wonderful ward that is surrounding me with lots of love. I don't know what I would do without them.
Oh dear, Robin! Gosh darnit!!!! Now that hurts my heart. HUGE HUGS! HUGE HUGE HUGE HUGS!!!
LY!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I know those pumpkins. Memories!!!
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