If you are a mom, you know...amazing things happen every day in homes, all across the world, that no one but you ever gets to see. Sometimes, it's seeing a child feel conviction, and come to you on their own and ask for forgiveness for something you never knew they did. Sometimes, it's seeing in real-life, tangible ways the growth God has brought in your heart as a mom when you notice how "no big deal" something seems that would have, a couple years ago, caused you to lose it. Sometimes those amazing things seem like nothing to the world, but in the moment, they seem incredible and worthy of celebration...or maybe just a little, quick hip hop routine.
Well, in Heatherland, those little things never go unnoticed.
If everyone got to live inside my make-believe world, they would see that one of the perks of Heatherland is that for major* accomplishments, you always get a t-shirt.
*In Heatherland, the definition of the word, major, is left entirely up to the citizens of this fabulous town.
And, your t-shirt always comes in the mail (because it's so cool to get packages in the mail).
On days when you don't get any mail, is anyone else bothered? On days when there is no mail in my mailbox, it makes me think that maybe the world has shut down and I didn't know about it because I don't read the news or watch tv much, and D.O. didn't tell me...so the world broke, and I'm finding that out because of my empty mail box. No mail days affect me...not gonna lie.
However, missing mail days have nothing to do with this post.
Come back to Heatherland for a moment.
Like I mentioned, in Heatherland when you do something cool*, you are rewarded with a t-shirt.
*Single women, please note that your definition of "cool" suddenly changes DRASTICALLY once you become a mom. Consider yourself warned.
All t-shirts fit perfectly, never fade, are unaffected by Proactiv and are thick. I'm getting excited.
Here are some of the pretend t-shirts I have received in my pretend mailbox from the pretend world I made up, filled with pretend people who think all the lame things I think are fantastic are...well...actually fantastic.
That has only happened once in my life. I screamed with delight and clapped...and then had to explain to the very offended looking cashier that I wasn't trying to gloat...it's just...she had no idea how big of a deal this was for me! I caught a math error! Me! I had a skip in my step for the rest of the week.
Here is a pretend t-shirt I sent to Melodi:
Here's one I sent Kirby:
Mindi got this pretend shirt from me months ago:
Here's one I'm putting in the pretend mail today for Kyle:
What t-shirts would you get in the mail?
What t-shirts would you send your friends?