Rick had the idea that I can give Carson a haircut at home every other time he needs a haircut. I asked the C-Dog yesterday if I can cut his hair and he said no.
Category: Carson
Softball Boy
We can’t forget Carson in all of Mallory’s batgirl-ness.
First up :: After every game, he hustles himself to his spot outside the Michigan locker room where, because he has learned/memorized every single softball player’s name & number [thanks to the softball cards they handed out this season], he greets EVERY.SINGLE.SOFTBALL player by name as he gets a high five and sometimes a hug.
Here he is greeting them all after their Super Regional win back in May:
Then, if we have time, we hang out outside the locker room so he can say hi again.
Here he is with “the best home …
Totally
Michigan softball is in the World Series and due to some tornados in Oklahoma City, the games got switched around and Michigan was scheduled to play their second game at 9.30p ET last night. But then due to the 7p game going 15 innings, Michigan’s game didn’t start until 1a. I had fallen asleep and woke up in the 2nd inning, just in time to see us take a 2-0 lead that went the distance (thanks to a home run by the best home runner). I tried to wake the kids up to watch the end (at 3.30a) but they …
Mother’s Day Tea
The annual “Mother’s Day Tea” at Carson’s school was the Friday before Mother’s Day and seeing as how I forgot about it last year, I wasn’t going to miss it this year. Carson and his classmates sang a couple of songs and then we had a tea party with finger foods and tea. See the bottom for videos. Way.Too.Cute. I love Carson’s big grin peeking out at me during his songs.
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Another
Another for the “things I didn’t think I’d hear as a mom” files:
“MOM!!!! My pee looks like a football helmet!!!”
Turns out the bubbles he made in the toilet were in the shape of a football helmet. He wasn’t joking or exaggerating. It really did look like a football helmet. I took a picture but will spare y’all that visual.
Carson Funnies
Bedtime last night:
Me: “why do you always want to sleep in my bed?”
Carson: “because I wuv you so much!”
This morning:
Carson: “to save the earth, we put our trash in the garbage. Miss Jody told me that.”
And, after washing his hands (he’s supposed to count to 20):
“I counted in my head. In English.”
Ballboy
Carson’s ball glove and ball are never very far away…
My baby is FOUR
Holy moly, guacamole. As much as I try to bribe and cajole my kids into not getting older/bigger/sassier, it keeps on happening. The most recent milestone was my sweet baby boy turning FOUR yesterday.
Carson’s well-child appointment isn’t until next week so I can’t report on his physical stats, but I can surely fill you in on the rest of him.
I am feeling lazy so I’ll just bullet point:
He is a basketball junkie these days. He plays in the basement constantly and is begging someone to play with him constantly. He & Rick have four set plays (sometimes five but Rick …
Cutest.Kids.Ever.
I know everyone thinks their kids are the cutest kids ever, but I need to clear something up.
My kids are the cutest kids ever. Witness them asleep tonight.
Together.
In Mallory’s tent.
Cuddling.
With Mallory’s phone and Carson’s new football helmet nightlight.
Game over. I win.
Teaching Trash Talking to My Three Year Old
Carson did the Shamrocks & Shenanigans Race this morning and came in second in the Kids Dash.
After the race he was telling me all about the race and how he was behind this other girl but then he just ran right past her.
I asked him if he Denarded her. He grinned and said yes.
Then he said that he didn’t know her name. I suggested that maybe her name was Third Place.
He grinned again. And started the story over and told me he Denarded that other girl and her name was Third Place.