Earlier this month, the kids and I finally were able to make the reunion weekend in Ludington with a group of my friends from freshman year at Western. We all lived together in Henry Hall and though I haven’t been great about keeping in touch, thank goodness for Facebook and for Susan for continuing to host this fun weekend.
We got there Thursday night and the kids wasted no time getting in freezing Lake Michigan – even though I forgot Mallory’s bathing suit, she just went in in her shorts & shirt (she really does love the water!). I couldn’t dare …
Category: Carson
Dexter Tigers
Kids played machine-pitch baseball this summer and Rick was their coach. Mallory wanted to play softball but little league doesn’t have a summer season, and Carson wanted to play but I couldn’t deal with him playing t-ball again so with Rick coaching, they let the kids play on the same team together. They were both pretty good for Rick – only a few issues with them fighting with each other or their dad ;-)
Mallory’s summer season was affected by a thumbnail that got hit with a pitch off the machine and caused her to lose her nail (following about three …
Graduation Day – June 2014
Last Friday we said goodbye to our extended family that we’ve been part of since the spring of 2007…daycare.
It’s been 7+ years straight that we’ve been pulling into that parking lot on the way to and/or from work every.single.day. The women who worked there loved on both of our kids every day and we love them for it.
I wasn’t as sad at his graduation as I thought I’d be, and I’m not sure why. But I will miss those ladies tremendously. Both kids made some pretty fantastic friends in their time at the Creek too. And I made some good …
June 2014. Already?
I feel like I need to explain why my blogging has decreased so dramatically. I think part of it is because my kids are older which means I am spending more time running them around to activities instead of sitting at home while they go to bed easily at 7.30p. Plus because they are older, it’s harder to veg out in front of the television and watch trashy reality TV – since I used to do my best blogging while watching reality TV. I feel it would be irresponsible of me as a parent to let Mallory watch the Bachelor/Bachelorette …
Opening Day 2014
I am so terribly behind on my dear sweet blog. I hate to think about it, but maybe I need to just promise myself to post monthly or something just so I know I am keeping stuff documented!
But the big news this weekend was that we experienced our first Little League Opening Day. I was sooooo excited, and I think the kids and Rick were too. It was chilly but since my kids don’t register cold temps, they were totally fine.
Mallory is playing coach pitch softball – her team is the Dexter Sparklers.
Carson is playing t-ball for the Volcanoes.
Paws – …
Carson Logic
Carson’s bedtime is supposed to be 8p
Tonight, this happened.
Carson: “It’s 8:02p. The days are getting longer. So my bedtime is now 8:05p.”
Are we dead?
At almost five years old, Carson is well aware of the “are we live?” and “we aren’t live” rule when we are watching sporting events. That rule is that when you call someone (ie grandpa) when Michigan is playing a game on TV, you have to ask if the other person is live before you start talking about the game.
Tonight, we aren’t live on the Michigan basketball game. After grandpa called to see where we were in the game, Carson asked if we were live. I said no, that we were about 30 minutes behind.
Carson asked “are we dead?”
Things you hear…
Carson – yelling from the bathroom –
“I’M GOING POOP AND IT IS GOING TO BE STINKY!!!!!”
Signed Up
Carson likes to write his own name on the attendance sheet at school. So of course when you dress like this:
You write your name as this:
I seriously can’t make this shit up. This is my real life.
The things you find
The things you find on your camera three months later.
This is from the Michigan-Nebraska game in November.
I mean, honestly.
And then there was this one – my dainty children eating cupcakes with a fork. They always have great manners like this.