Soccer biz...

For whatever reason, my boys like to play the positions in their respective "favorite" sports where the balls come flying at them. RIGHT at them.

Not gonna lie, it makes me cringe every now and then!

(at least Joey, as baseball catcher, has protective gear!)

Tommy: aka The Keeper
(because, apparently once you're out of AYSO, it's not cool to say "goalie")

Occasionally, if Cross Fire is far enough ahead, the coach will let Tommy play
a different position. He then tries AS HARD AS HE CAN to score a goal, as he does
not have the opportunity to be on that side of a goal very often.

He came very close to passing out/puking after one such game because
he'd been running so fast and hard for so long! He scored a goal, though!

*Confession: I am not a fan. Of soccer. oops. ;) But, I am a fan of Tommy, so I sit through most of the games, still trying to understand "off sides" (I get it in football, if that helps?!) and still trying to understand WHY in the world you'd want to run that much. willingly. without someone chasing you. ? Plus, I got a killer tan line last summer, so I suppose it's do-able for a little while longer ;)

day 2, revisited ..

I found a stray pic of Sara from her second day of preschool.
My eyes got this weird, misty wet substance in them as I realized how quickly she's grown up just this past year.

Even her HAIR has grown.

*sigh*

Another'n...

Anyone else notice a disturbing pattern?!

Sara's eye met Alexis' head at the ward Christmas party . . .

once again, the head won!

so sue me . . .

Happy Halloween.

Yes, I know I'm late.

Please refer to the title of this post...

Also, I'm in a bad mood.

If I have to listen to my 2nd grader WHINE about homework

(that I DID NOT ASSIGN. the teacher did... whine to her)

ONE MORE TIME...

I'll shoot both our eyes out.

With the bb gun Joey got for his birthday.

WHAT?

You want birthday pics, too?

pwoo, pwoo, pwoo.

(that was the sound of the bb gun - shooting someone's eye out.)

grrrrrrrrr......

My First Shiner...

First word: check

First steps: check

First popsicle: check

First day of pre-school: check

FIRST SHINER:

CHECK!

Joey's head met Sara's face, and Joey's head won.

Though, to be quite honest, you're never fully dressed without your black eye.

And as you can see, we dress to impress!

PRE...

SCHOOL!

Sara started preschool on September 6th. I stewed and fretted over whether or not to have her go, as I am not necessarily ready to be by myself yet. But, when you have a great little preschool two houses away, with friends from nursery and a great teacher, how could you NOT send her? She LOVES it . . . and it turns out I actually AM ready to be without children for a couple hours a week ;)

Obligatory . . .

And . . . commence obligatory first day of school post/pics.

I might be annoyed by the fact that I'm being so "trendy" and predictable - -

MIGHT BE. If they weren't so dang cute!

7th grade. That's right . . . SEVENTH.

Bring on the hormones, endless appetite, and Algebra.
I'm totally ready. (?)

Tommy and his BFF Riley. They're studs. They told me so.

Joey, 5th grade.

Rockin' the Chucks and a faux hawk. And yes, he CAN pull it off!

Anna, 2nd Grade.

If this picture doesn't scream "Sugar & Spice & Everything Nice" to you,

then likely no picture will!

Sara, Sass Grade.

If this picture doesn't scream "SASSY" to you,

it's likely no picture will!

Sara really wanted to be twins with Anna. And she was, until she started accessorizing!

And the picture she's holding, she carried around almost the entire day.
It's a picture of Tommy, Joey, and her cousin.
Not exactly sure why she was so attached to it on this particular day!

And this last one is just for good measure.
Sometimes, when you're full of sass, it's hard to keep your sunglasses on straight.

HAPPY NEW SCHOOL YEAR!

It really is the most wonderful time of the year!