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  • Proverbs 24:12:

    "Once our eyes are opened we cannot pretend we do not know what to do. God, who weighs our hearts and keeps our souls knows we know and holds us responsible to act."

    We learn to search from the One who searches us.
    And from that place where we wear callouses on our hands.
    It's from there we ADOPT...
    It's from here that we pray:
    Make us uncomfortable
    as we bear the burden
    of what breaks your heart.

When they were all little, three in a row, my sweet blondes, I can remember feeling like I was raising a pack of wolves. They did everything together and wanted to do exactly what each other was doing at all times, no matter the circumstance or crazy outcome.  There interactions were often the oldest generating the lead and the other two following suite. They seemed to wait for the most hectic moment and then as if on cue their chaos began. Even to this day they will compromise skill and or interest to follow and perhaps beat the oldest brother. Lately they have been all about filming marshmallow challenges, soccer juggling competitions,  bike races or the speed to which they can make it to their favorite seat in the car. Boys will be boys. I get the coining of that phrase after all these years as a boy mama.

Raising three boys all less than two years apart means there is never a dull, clean or quiet moment. Literally. For thirteen years I have experienced  jumping, juggling, throwing, hopping, fidgeting, sliding, skidding {you add the list}. They are always in motion.   This past year we began to notice that we needed to begin to help each of our boys develop his or her unique identity outside of sports or the pack mentality of brotherly competition. While it’s been tricky it has been such a joy to help each in our pack carve out a hobby of interest without the pressure or if a brother or a friend who will join in.  We are beginning to really see the fruit of our focus in all three of our sons and now that their age gaps have more meaning, the fifth grader and the freshman have varied awareness and or interests. While I now believe all parenting is a challenge it has been so much fun to watch them begin to blossom as individuals.

In fifth grade Carter chose his own rap song for the talent show and I sat in the audience with my jaw hanging open. We didn’t know he could sing. Next came a solo in the sixth grade end of the year review where we started to wonder… He comes from a line of vocal music peeps. I was in a show choir along with my husband. We even did duets at the ever famous Jr. Revue back in 1986. {good grief}. My sister sings and my Dad was in a high school band. Sure wish I had an old video to prove it. So we started pointing Carter in the direction of vocal music wondering if it might stick. We signed him up for our local Civic Theater auditions when there were openings and he did the auditions afraid. Heck I was afraid! We worked with a vocal music teacher for a few pointers and looked for camps where creativity and interest intersected with direction and training. The ride has been a complete joy. He has not even earned a call back and yet he is so encouraged to sing everyday. He is encouraged to go through the process of the audition believing that somewhere a break will come. As parents we have witnessed a giant shift in his confidence. As the middle brother who athletically seems to need to work harder to beat his brothers we are eager and profoundly proud to watch our middle guytaking singing and acting opportunities by storm. It helps that around here we LOVE Broadway. Can’t wait to see what comes next as he continues to explore.

 

 

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“It’s a Beautiful World” sung by Carter Strobel of The Hype! Thank you Luc James Studios

 

A pose with one of his most inspiring Broadway teachers after his big performance.

A pose with one of his most inspiring Broadway teachers after his big performance.

I loved the moment our eyes locked after his show. He has worked hard the last year to learn so many singing and acting skills.

I loved the moment our eyes locked after his show. He has worked hard the last year to learn so many singing and acting skills.

 

Northern High Band Camp 2014

Northern High Band Camp 2014

 

Happy Birthday Carter!

Happy Birthday Carter!

 

Hard to believe our youngest boy is 10. Happy Birthday Owen!

Hard to believe our youngest boy is 10. Happy Birthday Owen!

 

Owen age 10...

Owen age 10…

 

The last few weeks has brought band and broadway performances, birthday celebrations, high school band camp and soccer tryouts,  and of course trying to figure out how to cope with the constant hullabaloo of everyone home most days. The summer days are fleeting and although I have moments where I long for structure it is clear that these are the days!