Mia Robertson, the youngest child of Duck Dynasty members Jake and Missy Robertson, was born with cleft lip and palate, a birth defect characterized by an opening in the top lip that may also affect the gums.
Approximately one in every 1,600 newborns born in the United States has a cleft lip and cleft palate, according to the U.S. Centers for Disease Control and Prevention.
Sweet Mia, now eighteen, has had to endure 13 operations due to her ailment; the fourteenth one was just completed a short while ago. The family sincerely hopes that this will be Mia’s final procedure before her issue is resolved.
The young child stays upbeat through each surgery. Above all, she aspires to be an encouragement to other young children who share her condition at birth. Mia started the Mia Moo Fund on her own initiative and with the support of her family to help ensure that every child has a smile on their face.
Missy Robertson told Christian Post, “One of the Mia Moo Fund’s functions is to spread awareness of the cleft lip and palate journey.””The other one is to assist in providing medical funds for the families and parents who are currently residing in America.”
Jase Robertson provided an update on Mia’s status and mentioned that his daughter is healing nicely on his podcast, Unashamed.
“She’s doing fantastic. He declared, “She’s turned a corner,” and went on, “Everything seems great, seems to be fine.”
The devoted father informed his listeners on his podcast, “Surgery went a little longer than expected, but she is home and recovering.” “We appreciate your prayers for her and our family. She truly is a champion!
Prior to the procedure, Missy discussed her daughter’s health and mentioned that she had been questioned frequently about how many procedures Mia will require going forward. “We simply don’t know is the only response that is ever given,” Missy stated. She continued by saying that they look to God for support. “Since turning eighteen, she has assumed the initiative in all conversations and medical paperwork. It’s been a bit peculiar,” Missy penned. However, it serves as yet another reminder to rely on the Lord and recognize that I am not in charge.
In addition, Mia wishes to be at “the finish line.”
“Hopefully this will be the last time I see my physicians like this! We’ve come to the end of the journey, brave Mia remarked.
As they welcome a child whose mother is unfit to care for them into their hearts and home, the Robertson family has also been getting ready for a new member.
We hope Mia heals quickly.
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Arrogant Homeowners Wouldn’t Pay My Plumber Father, They Thought They Outsmarted Him, but He Got the Final Chuckle
An entitled couple learned a hard lesson when they tried to cheat my dad, a hardworking plumber, out of his payment. Here’s how he turned the tables on them. I’m Phoebe, but you can call me Pippi, just like my dad does. My dad, Pete, is a 55-year-old plumber with a rugged look and hands that show years of hard work.
He treats every job like it’s his own home, and his dedication often gets him taken for granted. A few months ago, I visited my dad at his place, where I found him on the patio, enjoying a cigar and laughing heartily. I asked what was so funny, and he began to tell me about the Carlyles, a couple who wanted an extravagant bathroom remodel.
They picked every detail, from the tiles to the toilet paper holder, and at first, it seemed like a dream job. But on the last day, just as my dad finished the grouting, the Carlyles sat on their couch, ready to pull a fast one. Mrs. Carlyle claimed the tiles were wrong, despite having chosen them herself. To my dad’s shock, they only wanted to pay him half of what they owed.
Frustrated but clever, my dad decided to teach them a lesson. Instead of using water in the grout, he mixed it with sugar and honey, packed up his tools, and left with half the payment. He knew the couple wouldn’t notice anything wrong immediately; the grout looked fine when it dried.
Weeks later, Mrs. Carlyle took a shower and found ants crawling along the grout lines. The next day brought cockroaches, and soon enough, all sorts of bugs showed up. My dad had a friend, Johnny, who lived next door and kept him updated on the couple’s pest problems.
The Carlyles tried everything to get rid of the bugs, spending a fortune on pest control, but nothing worked. They even blamed the pest sprays for ruining the grout, not realizing that the sugar residue was the source of their problems.
My dad told me the couple ended up redoing their entire bathroom a year later, but the sugar was still lurking underneath, keeping the bugs coming back. They were clueless, still planning to remodel again.
I couldn’t help but feel a bit sorry for them. My dad explained that their actions insulted his work and pride. He needed to protect his reputation in the plumbing business, and if he let them cheat him, others might try to do the same.
The stories continued. Johnny shared how Mrs. Carlyle had a fancy dinner party and screamed when she found a cockroach in the bathroom. Mr. Carlyle attempted to fix the problem himself, only to create a chemical factory smell without solving anything.
Over a year later, the couple was at their wits’ end and even considered selling their house. My dad chuckled, noting that perhaps his revenge lasted longer than intended, but he felt it was a deserved lesson.
As we sat watching the sunset, I couldn’t help but appreciate the cleverness of my dad’s actions. He taught them a lesson they wouldn’t forget, and I laughed at the thought of the Carlyles’ continued struggles. I promised him that if I ever needed plumbing work done, I would pay him in full upfront. It was a fitting reminder that sometimes, karma comes with unexpected consequences.
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