Friday Favorites: Internet Friends

I can remember being at the ripe old age of 28 and thinking "I am perfectly good never making another friend. I have all the friends I need and they are fabulous." And while I agree with my past self that my friends are super duper fabulous (basically the best friends any one single person can have) I am so glad that God decided I wasn't finished making friends.

At 28 I hadn't yet started this dive into the world of internet friends. Blogging was still new, smart phones didn't exist and Facebook had just started to take over our lives. A few years later I decided to jump on the blog train and while I'm still waiting for my 15 minutes of blog fame, I am so grateful for the gift of friendship that this world has given me.

I'm reminded time and time again that God brings you people when you need them. Jenn and I met at my dear friend's wedding. Niki had known her right after college and made a point to introduce us at her wedding.

:: Katy - Jenn... Jenn - Katy... y'all are going to be best friends. ::

We exchanged awkward, "Ok, sure" glances... chatted for 12 seconds and went on our way. But then I started to read her blog and she started to read mine. We commented... exchanged cell phone numbers... and the rest is history. I have since met her kiddos, stayed at her home (twice) and spent an entire day in Waco doing nothing but eating, laughing and crying through the ups and arounds of life with her. We pray for each other and we just have the most awesome connection all because of words we typed on a screen.

Shelly and Holly were women behind a screen that, turns out, lived right here. Holly lives less than a mile away from my house. In a crazy twist of fate, we met in real life, exchanged phone numbers and they have become women that I turn to for advice, for laughs, for help, for inappropriate jokes... for whatever life throws at me. They are truth tellers and yay-sayers. They accepted me into their sacred circle of friendship and I am better for it.  These women show up in big and small ways. They reminded me that friendship is worth taking the time for. They don't just say, "let's grab a drink" they make sure it happens. And - they bring me wine, and chocolate and strawberry tarts, which is clearly the signs of a true friendship. They welcome all parts of me in - the good, the bad, the cray cray... and they love me for it. 

I really do have amazing friends. Supportive. Strong. Trustworthy. Loyal. Feisty. Sacred. To think of all the threads of the quilt that makes up my entire story of friendship? Oh my gosh - I can't even begin... 

Yes, friendship is my favorite. So thankful for these in-real-life friends of mine! 


Baller, shot caller...

Emersyn has been asking me since this summer to coach her basketball team. I'm not sure when or why or how she got it in her head to play basketball but she did, and while I was excited that she was so excited to play a game that I LOVE (because let's be honest, it's the best sport ever) I had zero desire or skill to be her coach. 

I mean, don't get me wrong. I'm clearly a baller, but that doesn't mean that I have the patience skill set to be a coach. Specifically a coach to tiny humans... I work with college students for a reason two of which are sarcasm and cuss words. Apparently you can't really use those with 6-7 year olds. 

And here I am, months later with that five letter word emblazoned on the back of my shirt. I channeled all of my coaches through the years, googled all the practice drills I could, coerced talked a friend into coaching with me... and we went to work. 

And by work, I mean we practiced layups, passing, and counted less than 5 steps without dribbling as a win. Oh... and we clearly went over defense.  


Things we say during games:

"If we score three times, we'll call it a victory..."

"It doesn't matter what color wristband you are wearing... we can't all have red."


Y'all - coaching is HARD! We get way more into this game than I thought we would... the ref may have to repeatedly tell us to get off the court but in our defense, it's hard to teach them anything when we are STUCK ON THE SIDELINES AS IF WE AREN'T PART OF THIS TEAM! 

This is U6/7 ball and these kids literally run half the court without dribbling. You'd think we'd be more chill. But no.. there is zero chill about us.

The kids, however, have ALL the chill. 

I'm so glad Emmy wanted to play this game. I'm so glad she was persistent and kept asking me to coach.  

And I'm so glad I said yes. Because I wouldn't want to miss any moment of her loving this game. I want a front row seat as long as she invites me in. I want to be the one that teaches her about attitude and effort. I want her to hear from me that sportsmanship outranks skill. I want her to know that she has every ounce of me behind every bit of her. 

No matter what's on the back of my shirt. 

We all show up for each other... in whatever way we can. Coach, parent, sibling, friend... win or lose... these front row seats are the best in the house!



Tuesday has become everyone's favorite day in the King household. We don't have any major plans or commitments except for Emersyn's art lessons with Anna right after school, which means that Tuesday's are spent with the besties. 

Emmy and Anna come home either hiding their latest work for a future surprise reveal or telling us all about the new technique they learned. This week they came home with butterfly tattoos hand crafted by their gifted and creative teacher. Tuesdays are their favorite by far. 

Radley and Caroline are often attached to a screen sitting next to each other either creating videos or forming clans (I think).

Landry and Millicent are usually playing school, being mommys, or jamming out to their anthem

And the actual mommys get to spend time solving all of the world's problems. 

Sometimes we even manage to feed them a home cooked meal. 

All of this on a Tuesday.