It is among my summer goals to do my best to reconstruct the past six months.
In short, life turned into a whirlwind of events. Between family, church, school, and work this blog was pushed to the side. My creative juices, and time were beyond depleted, and this blog was the biggest casualty.
Well this blog, and the laundry room. How creativity and laundry work together is a mystery, but that is my excuse.
Meanwhile, life marched on, and now I have a folder bursting with pictures, and another folder bursting with videos. All of those pictures and videos must land somewhere, and this is the place my friends. This is the place!
So over the next few weeks expect posts that begin like this:
Dear Blog, blog friends, and cyber world
I'm ignoring you because I am (was). . .
... watching soccer.
Another soccer season has come and gone. This season the boys played and Super S. reffed.
Every Saturday Super S. found herself on a soccer field for seven hours of reffing fun. At the end of every Saturday we received an earful about her adventures.
You know parents, IT IS just a game!
Super S. was called names, yelled at, and in general given a hard time. Most the time by the parents (aka... the adults).
I have to confess, although I don't like my daughter being yelled at, my favorite story was when Super S. was told that she was too much of a princess for not making a call. HA HA HA!!! If you know my daughter you know that calling her a princess is very funny.
Professor A. was able to do a little reffing also. Lucky for him he reffed younger kids, and did not encounter as many intense parents. I think the Professor really enjoyed reffing, and he says he wants to do more.
When I wasn't running kids to reffing gigs I was running the boys to soccer games.
I love watching H. play soccer. The kid is so serious, and he plays every game with this look of pure determination.
I kind of feel sorry for the ball when I see this look.
You know this is about the time I was standing up yelling, GO GO GO!!!
Take a moment and look at the kids faces around H. You know that this was a very intense game.
The Professor is officially at that age when grabbing a picture has become impossible. Not that he has ever made the process easy. However, now he is a pro at escaping my lens. I have to catch him in moments when he is paying no attention at all to me.
Like here.
Yup, that is my son in the goalie box. That is my son in the goalie box by CHOICE. This year he decided that he liked the awesome goalie shirt, and would volunteer to be goalie. Then he would do these awesome blocks. Sometimes even jumping in the air to stop the ball. It was very cool!
No pictures of those moments. Apparently, it is impossible to cheer, cover your eyes, pray, and take a picture. I need to work on that before the next season starts.
When the Professor wasn't in the awesome goalie shirt he was on the field. His favorite position was defender. Where, he says, it is perfectly legit to play a little mean. Not exactly sure what that means.
Both boys had awesome teams and it was exciting to watch them play. I am even excited for the fall season when Super S. will hit the field again.
In short, life turned into a whirlwind of events. Between family, church, school, and work this blog was pushed to the side. My creative juices, and time were beyond depleted, and this blog was the biggest casualty.
Well this blog, and the laundry room. How creativity and laundry work together is a mystery, but that is my excuse.
Meanwhile, life marched on, and now I have a folder bursting with pictures, and another folder bursting with videos. All of those pictures and videos must land somewhere, and this is the place my friends. This is the place!
So over the next few weeks expect posts that begin like this:
Dear Blog, blog friends, and cyber world
I'm ignoring you because I am (was). . .
... watching soccer.
Another soccer season has come and gone. This season the boys played and Super S. reffed.
Every Saturday Super S. found herself on a soccer field for seven hours of reffing fun. At the end of every Saturday we received an earful about her adventures.
You know parents, IT IS just a game!
Super S. was called names, yelled at, and in general given a hard time. Most the time by the parents (aka... the adults).
I have to confess, although I don't like my daughter being yelled at, my favorite story was when Super S. was told that she was too much of a princess for not making a call. HA HA HA!!! If you know my daughter you know that calling her a princess is very funny.
Professor A. was able to do a little reffing also. Lucky for him he reffed younger kids, and did not encounter as many intense parents. I think the Professor really enjoyed reffing, and he says he wants to do more.
When I wasn't running kids to reffing gigs I was running the boys to soccer games.
I love watching H. play soccer. The kid is so serious, and he plays every game with this look of pure determination.
I kind of feel sorry for the ball when I see this look.
You know this is about the time I was standing up yelling, GO GO GO!!!
Take a moment and look at the kids faces around H. You know that this was a very intense game.
The Professor is officially at that age when grabbing a picture has become impossible. Not that he has ever made the process easy. However, now he is a pro at escaping my lens. I have to catch him in moments when he is paying no attention at all to me.
Like here.
Yup, that is my son in the goalie box. That is my son in the goalie box by CHOICE. This year he decided that he liked the awesome goalie shirt, and would volunteer to be goalie. Then he would do these awesome blocks. Sometimes even jumping in the air to stop the ball. It was very cool!
No pictures of those moments. Apparently, it is impossible to cheer, cover your eyes, pray, and take a picture. I need to work on that before the next season starts.
When the Professor wasn't in the awesome goalie shirt he was on the field. His favorite position was defender. Where, he says, it is perfectly legit to play a little mean. Not exactly sure what that means.
Both boys had awesome teams and it was exciting to watch them play. I am even excited for the fall season when Super S. will hit the field again.
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