Titans Update!!!!

The last two games have been not go good and the kids had pretty bad feelings going into today...BUT they beet the Kuna Rhino's 34-0 ( I must add the last two years the Rhino's have squashed us). And another thing...Bryce ran a touchdown that he made look way to easy. It was fantastic!!!! They still have a chance for the playoffs-keep your fingers crossed!

A Fridgid 83 Degrees

While I was enjoying the first day below 90 degrees in what seems like forever, my young one seems to believe it's a little chilly.
I found him ransacking the front coat closet working on getting that second mitten on, I helped him with the one mitten and he was out the door holding his arms saying, "BRRRR"

Dressed like this he then went to the bus stop with me to get Devon, the kids all ran to hug him and no one seemed to think it was odd that he was bundled up-I guess it's just Keaton.

Travis Has A New Riding Buddy

Keaton is so much like Devon in so many ways, but it took him a while to warm up to the running motorcycle. He loved them not running, but suddenly we have a little monster. With Travis home the two of them have carved a track in the grass in the backyard. Travis says this is how he "excercises Gus". Anything to justify playing with his toys.
When he actually gets a hold of the throttle even Travis looks a little scared.

2-4-6-8-Who do we appreciate????? TITANS, TITANS!

This is Bryce's third year of optomist football, and this year his BFF Sam was moved to his team and it is so much fun. We were a little worried it may bring out some over competetive, cocky behavior but they play such different positions its been great! This is before the game. Nice smelling, nice looking, and clean.
They played Wood River today, not the best of games 24-0 but my little darling had the most exciting play of the game and I was out of my chair jumping up and down really glad I didn't have to pee or it would have definately been a problem.

If anyone would have told me I was going to be a football mom I would have laughed at them, and thought they were smokin' something illegal. I love it! I love it even when they aren't winning. I love getting ready for the game, I am officially one of those maniac moms. It is only going to get worse next year when my Devon starts-STAND BACK!!!!

This is after the game, can't tell these two were on the losing team. They love to play and couldn't wait to get home to play some more football in the yard. I had to threaten these two I would kiss them and call out names if they didn't pose for me. Poor Sam already thinks Travis and I are clinically crazy and probably didn't know if he should be scared, Bryce on the other hand knows I am not above humiliating him if I don't get my way. So thanks boys, you both look SOOOOO CUTE!!

Back To School

YIKES!!!! He's off to middle school. He's been so anxious to get started it was at times more than I could take. He and a bunch of boys planned to meet at 7:15 to ride bikes to school together. I think they left at 7:02. I shut the door watched him ride into the sunrise and cried and cried and cried and cried.
Cant you hear him, "Come on, mom it's 6:50 they might be waiting for me." You have to truly know Bryce to know his entire life runs on 5 minute increments.

This is Devon all smiles before the storm hit. He was so excited to start 2nd grade, then he switched classes and a few other little tweaks and the child broke into a million pieces. This is my happy go lucky kid. He gets frustrated with his brothers and his stubborn parents at times but his world is 99% a happy one. He favors his dad's personality when it comes to getting his way, but even during a stand off you can force a smile out of this dimpled, freckled face. On September 1st around 7:30 pm this came to a screeching halt. He cried for 5 days straight. His teacher called, we begged and pleaded to know what was wrong, promised all sorts of wonderful things (he is still reminding me of things I said I would do or make if he would have a good day, week apparently anything-it's all a blur) He expressed he was scared he was going to be kidnapped repeatedly (unfortunately the local news over the summer that I was watching was a horror flick for my child-OOPS). He said he was afraid he was going to get into trouble (this is not a troublesome child), his 1st grade teacher laughed at this and reminded him there was not a single occasion of trouble in her class. We were desperate. Going into the second week was a little shakey, but by the end of the week he was all smiles. THANK GOD!!!! It was literally killing me! His teacher, Mrs. Luther, even called me and reported she had seen dimples two days straight. I owe Mrs. Luther and his 1st grade teacher Mrs. Stegge at least a 10 pound box of chocolates easily-what caring, wonderful teachers!!

Now as we head out the door we have this sweet, freckled face once again. My heart is working better and all is well.