My boy H, age 2
Same boy H, age 6.
Oh yes. I believe he is the same little guy whose grin makes my heart burst four years later!
My boy H, age 2
Same boy H, age 6.
Oh yes. I believe he is the same little guy whose grin makes my heart burst four years later!
This spring was my boy’s first time joining a soccer team!
Spring weather (all weather?!) in Colorado is crazy and unpredictable. And chilly in spring.
It proved to be a frigid time when practices started!
But it was nice to have an excuse to be outside together as a family in the evening sometimes.
If properly dressed, that is.
Which these eskimos were.
After a half dozen practices, the games started!
Chilly, yet entertaining at first.
Then warmer and still entertaining! This boy practiced and played most of the time with a large grin spread on his face, just like above!
Now begins the photo reel of action shots…
And then the last game…
A trophy and a cupcake from his great coaches!
Joy!
So proud of my boy. And in love!
Turns out that a baby in a stroller makes a perfect roller skating ‘trainer’ for my budding roller skater.
A friend from church offered to buy our family tickets to go see a Barbershop Chorus (that he sings with) and a Barbershop Quartet perform today. Mike is in a conference all weekend, so he couldn’t go. You couldn’t have paid me $50 to take Lil’ A to a concert at this age and Sweet N really wanted to go but I didn’t take her.
I decided to make a Mommy Date out of it.
Boy, did I do the right thing. My boy and I had so very much fun!
This was the gig in town…
First up was the America The Beautiful Chorus.
The first half was the Chorus singing patriotic songs. I literally could hardly wipe the grin off my face. I grew up listening to Barbershop and going to Singing Buckeye Barbershop concerts and it feels like my childhood. It feels like home! The sound, the songs, the movements and the joy the men have in singing.
It just makes me grin. What can I say? And it makes me cry too… some of the less light-hearted songs are so heartfelt, poignant and moving.
Whew! It was a great first half.
And after a short intermission Storm Front was up.
My crappy phone pictures don’t do these groups justice. This group won the International Championship in 2010. They are a big deal and we got to see why. Beyond the eye-catching lime green suits!
H and I were fifth row, dead center. We had a great view and their comedy slap-stick style was right up a six-year-old boy’s alley. H giggled and belly laughed the whole time! Sometimes the whole place was quiet and he was still laughing. SO, I of course, couldn’t stop giggling either! The shtick was very clever and funny, but sitting next to a giggling boy who thinks it all is just hysterical is just too much! I had tears from laughing so much most of the way through the second half.
Afterwards I offered to take him to shake the quartet’s hands and say hello. He eagerly agreed. We thanked each one and told them how much we enjoyed the show.
My heart nearly burst today sharing one of my childhood memories with my boy.
He’s a most wonderful companion. I’m a blessed woman.
My boy has never been so helpful. He loves to help with all kinds of things. He’s cheerful, a greath thinker, a hard worker and he’s such a joy. Of course there are times when these things are always true, but generally I can say those things about him!
He helps with quite a few things around the house AND with the baby!
One recent morning I was crunched for time and I asked him to please feed the baby (and then he may or may not have been paid a dime for his efforts, I can’t remember!).
But he does great!
And he loves it too. And he loves HER. And SHE loves HIM!
It’s the best.
Grammi and Poppi were here for a visit a couple weeks ago.
It’s always good times…
Big builder, little builder.
I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to French braid like Grammi…
Cool paper folding crafts brought from Taiwan!
Little busy bee and pretty Mama:
And lots of projects…
… that make matching tool belts and white work shirts necessary!
We love you!