tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-49823063240916266812024-03-19T05:10:31.416-04:00Team DarnellUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger432125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982306324091626681.post-66674450010428659222012-10-07T22:41:00.001-04:002012-10-08T20:35:34.712-04:00Team Darnell on Wheels!We took the boys to the skating rink today. We were not sure what to expect but the boys had a great time! <br />
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They did not have anything for the boys to use while learning so Daddy and I were their assistance. Daddy was able to help with two of the boys while I helped the third. <br />
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They did great! Wes was super confident and was the first to 'let go' and skate on his own. He would use the wall for his aide and slowly became more and more confident. <br />
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Andrew was the next to let go and skate. Jared was doing really well but didn't want to let go. Shortly before leaving, he was skating on his own. There were a few falls but the boys were quick to get right back up and try it again. <br />
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The skating rink did the traditional Hokey Pokey, limbo and races. When it came time for limbo, Wes wanted to give it a try. He made it through the first round. On the second round, he dropped to his knees and crawled under... he was out! But, he had fun and was really proud. <br />
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When we were leaving, the boys did not want to leave. The quotes upon leaving were "that was awesome," "that was the greatest day" and "I want to go back 100 times." <br />
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Needless to say, we will be back! We stopped for ice cream on our way home. It was another wonderful day with the our little family. <br />
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A video of Wes (he was fine after the fall) and some pics from today:
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982306324091626681.post-88358100677313476312012-10-06T12:12:00.001-04:002012-10-06T12:12:21.950-04:00Rocking Soccer!The boys rocked it out at soccer this morning! <br />
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In February 2009, we were able to give the boys a bath in the big tub at the same time. It was a fun experience and little did I know the amount of fun we would have in that bathroom. Over the past three years, we have experienced some of our greatest moments of laughter as well as our most intense moments of frustration. From about age 2.5 until they turned 3, the boys were maniacs in the tub! They would splash and splash and did I mention... splash? Well, we survived and with some maturity came a renewed calm in the bath tub. While the boys can still get a little splash crazy, they know that splashing will end their bath time for the night. </div>
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Since it had been a while since I took any pictures, I broke out the camera tonight. I fear that the days of all three boys bathing together may be coming to a close. You will see why in a moment. I know I say this all the time but, I swear it was yesterday when I took this picture.... </div>
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And now, I see these big boy faces looking back at me in the tub... <br />
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This picture shows why I think their days of sharing one tub may be coming to a close...<br />
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However, they L-O-V-E bath time! They ask for a bath and now easily head to the bathroom after dinner for their bath. <br />
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They are such big boys, they are able to draw their own bath, with perfect temperature for the drawer. Andrew likes it a little warmer than Wes and Jared is right in the middle. If we attempt to skip a bath one night, we are bound to encounter at least one fit! <br />
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They are growing up so very, very fast...<br />
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Love, love, love these moments with them...<br />
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At lunch today, the boys were all talking. Andrew wanted to sing a song and Wesley would not quiet down to allow Andrew to sing. Then came what will become a classic quote in our family. From Andrew to Wesley...</div>
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"Wessie, Wessie, Wessie, when my mouth starts to move, your mouth should stop moving! Ok? Ok." </div>
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This is made even more classic by understanding the dynamic between Andrew and Wes. For Andrew to say something like this to Wes, it's just perfect!!! </div>
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Take care,</div>
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Tonight, I was giving Jared and Andrew a bath. I told Andrew several times that he could move back and spread out. However, he wanted to stay close to Jared and leave room for Wessie.<br />
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We all miss Wessie but he is having fun with Grandma. <br />
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Take care,<br />
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Kellie<br />
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Before we packed up and headed to Grandma's house, the boys created their first Christmas 'wish lists.' We gave each of the boys their own Toys R Us catalog and they selected their favorite items for their 'wish lists.' The put the items on a piece of paper and we planned to take these with us for our visit with Santa. As you can see from Jared's list and the Barbie items included, there was no parental influence into the content of the 'wish lists.' </div><div><br /></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 292px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2tseO9AThnxaiUyi7j6Ybrp9p6g1utdFQ1R1tBullh2K5KOm7N8ypY1zlVG4ZDpe9PjbubEemzAptDLR00ZFMRal7ZFYFRL5VnpK52oAL0wHYyVGwmVgecgiljSfbVqfmfVhylkAogM8/s400/Andrew+2011.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679130034069141314" /><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilSus_fMMbIn5jhHVEFsxChSHH9vxBaL41wOAbZV689GxzQ33NJi3SHB5yWT3oXtHsmUdiqk9ADNqJOfqu9npm2ahc6bW4LO4WIw8w73DMWrYf5j9aZtoCrrh8lMeEvY_lvR-D-OBS25U/s400/Jared+2011.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679130031210667922" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 292px; height: 400px; " /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 292px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5Otw5e2ft_MrCzGqWQXFi-k4I3hMAsqDbJEDZY1V8ZjfErgDAY2h6sSdbojATioj_y47K8KJOQMtECdA0tioVBApGtLv_1JxILyHq_xDTrzmvsZRfJskTpI6GN5yxi2XVEcVARS0eRaw/s400/Wes+2011.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679130000406509250" />When we arrived to visit with Santa and Mrs. Claus, there was no line! This meant we did not have to wait and we could spend as much time as we wanted with Santa and Mrs. Claus. The boys, armed with their lists, walked right up to Santa and Mrs. Claus to hand over their lists and point out their favorite items. <div><br /></div><div>The excitement for Christmas has defiantly spread to the boys. While they started to understand the joy of Christmas last year, they REALLY get it this year. They were excited to see Santa and they are eager to get their presents. When you ask them what they want for Christmas, their responses are as follows:</div><div><br /></div><div>Wesley - "Pirate Ship"</div><div>Jared - "Zombie Lab" </div><div>Andrew - "Everything"</div><div><br /></div><div>Santa is still debating whether the Zombie Lab will find it's way under the tree but he really wants it. As a matter of fact, all of the boys have wanted this at some point. I love the innocence and truth in Andrew's response. He really does want everything! When watching TV, he asserts over and over, 'I want that' 'I want that' with every commercial that is shown. Actually, he ran out of room on the front of his 'wish list' and had to start attaching some of the luxury items to the back of his paper. When he was talking to Santa, he made sure he pointed out the items on the back of the paper (Two electric cars). I am pretty certain that these items will not find their way under the tree. </div><div><br /></div><div>With the boys so focused on what they are going to get for Christmas, we will need to make sure we take them Christmas shopping for their gifts to give again this year. Last year, we took them to the Dollar Tree and they each purchased something to give everyone. We hope this helped them begin to understand that the joy of Christmas is also about giving and not just receiving. </div><div><br /></div><div>After they visited with Santa and Mrs. Claus, it was time to take our picture.... </div><div><br /></div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiy9MMCd0AMpeUkMiYbORhoQmazqr5pES35-OOL37FipPzxpujiNN-gUvjand-hYzNkLyRhT-Kr2aPSeS6XTD2C6_4FSuNIEpZ-g4ycFHQ6rWO7MGhsjbnpSYZa0zAHm16XcYOcbJ4n9SE/s1600/Santa_2011.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 400px; " src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiy9MMCd0AMpeUkMiYbORhoQmazqr5pES35-OOL37FipPzxpujiNN-gUvjand-hYzNkLyRhT-Kr2aPSeS6XTD2C6_4FSuNIEpZ-g4ycFHQ6rWO7MGhsjbnpSYZa0zAHm16XcYOcbJ4n9SE/s400/Santa_2011.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679130052895828818" /></a>Once we finished taking our picture, we spent a few extra minutes showing Santa and Mrs. Claus the pictures the boys took with them in 2008, 2009 and 2010. They seemed to really enjoy seeing the progression of the boys over the years. I can't believe how grown up the boys look in this years photo and that we have already taken four pictures with Santa and Mrs. Claus. </div><div><br /></div><div>With this visit, the 2011 Christmas season is officially underway! </div><div><br /></div><div>Take care,<br /><p align="left"><span style="color:#000000;"><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/398/C42AAE995E53845A4B3230F962AC6E41.png" /></a></span></p></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982306324091626681.post-85128532274279101212011-11-24T02:03:00.000-05:002011-11-25T02:09:04.825-05:00Happy Thanksgiving - 2011<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieFiOKonAJgT6cYI7cTZVFHCqPoCmAb-1ueuG2-vbW2tDpZ4D03ZAOw0RUq15nVlCX5cHPJ_-eL7VhE6I6zwsCrWTyTPdnOUjFxg7mThEBuNWjC27MFqWlTTamTLZDrIm7EueBgxXG1vQ/s1600/IMG_4333.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieFiOKonAJgT6cYI7cTZVFHCqPoCmAb-1ueuG2-vbW2tDpZ4D03ZAOw0RUq15nVlCX5cHPJ_-eL7VhE6I6zwsCrWTyTPdnOUjFxg7mThEBuNWjC27MFqWlTTamTLZDrIm7EueBgxXG1vQ/s400/IMG_4333.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678825682548474482" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Happy Thanksgiving from Team Darnell!!</div><div><br /></div><div>We had Thanksgiving dinner at Grandma's house and were able to play with our favorite cousins. We missed Uncle Lance, Aunt Kim, Aunt Joan and Pooka. However, the house was still full, the food was wonderful and we had a day full of thanks. </div><div><br /></div><div>After Thanksgiving was complete, Daddy and I headed out to partake in the Black Friday (actually Thursday) craziness. We had so much fun, again! We were also able to get everything we set out to obtain. It's going to be a fun Christmas this year as the boys actually have wish lists and a certain set of things that they actually hope Santa brings for them. We are taking those wish lists to Santa and Mrs. Claus tomorrow morning. </div><div><br /></div><div>Take care,</div><div><div><p align="left"><span style="color:#000000;"><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/398/C42AAE995E53845A4B3230F962AC6E41.png" /></a></span></p></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982306324091626681.post-41284388439554812712011-11-23T17:05:00.002-05:002011-11-25T02:02:57.653-05:00Christmas Tree Shopping - 2011<div style="text-align: left;">This morning, we headed out for our annual family adventure to find our Christmas tree. Yes, I know it is the day before Thanksgiving! However, we are going to Grandma's for Thanksgiving and then Wes is staying behind for his one on one week with Grandma. So, to shop as family, we needed to shop today.</div><br />When we were getting ready this morning, Wes asked if I knew where to find a Christmas tree. When I said 'no, where?' he replied with a commanding 'At Santa's workshop!' But, of course Wes. When we arrived at the tree lot, Wes was confused and asked over and over "where are the elves?"<br /><br />Our trip was uneventful. I don't have a fun story to tell about the tree falling off on our drive home or fun video to post of the boys fighting the Christmas tree. The most interesting part of our adventure was the gentleman running the lot who struggled with math but excelled at sharing his personal life stories about hitchhiking from Maine to Florida three times and getting covered in fire ants. <br /><br />Andrew wanted every four foot tall tree while Jared and Wed wanted the HUGE oak tree in the middle of the tree lot.<br /><br />We got our tree home and placed in the tree stand before packing up to head off to Grandma's house for Thanksgiving. We will decorate when we get home.<div><br /></div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrd6n5drJUxJCg1OdyzQBbr0TCQOI5guXS_yg2v926M_6Dpmagoac78DPpCCVUoGA1rqxEEjfWFc3z_Pxjg1xb03ux0KBuVZ1lsP3DAfzS7-YRSJLTYkGrf6T_yFexx8aan2gZjdgAjtM/s400/IMG_4305.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678824988063695474" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " /></div><div>Note - this is my first post using the new Blogger app for the phone. I am anxious to see how this turns out. If it works more, you may see more posts from Team Darnell! </div><div><br />I hope you and your family have a happy Thanksgiving.<br /><br />Take care,<br /><br />Kellie</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982306324091626681.post-35823059482267007752011-11-05T16:35:00.005-04:002011-11-05T22:47:47.688-04:00Saturday Morning Bike Races<div style="text-align: left;">On the boy's 2nd Birthday, they received their Little Tikes bikes (aka. their motorcycles). They have used them in our backyard for a while and over the past several months, the boys have really been riding faster and faster. Our backyard has a small patio and the boys ride end to end on the patio but do not have a lot of space to 'open her up.'</div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimDgVk2qRrb6GD9w27y5IZebpu2n1bgPk5QvbOUAp5dkV9oOVhplYFpjzHiwZwbIXhwRXOKUsOKWMPb5SSoFIf4F6IicfAAuQC-P70toaOnqkv_bRtoQvZJKIjMv9fSYmjEgOSVTM4tag/s1600/IMG_4198.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"></a><p align="left">Daddy had a wonderful idea to take the boys over to the neighborhood pool's parking lot to ride. Now that fall is upon us, the pool is closed so we assumed the parking lot would be empty. Daddy was right!</p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJraJPA-i-JgXBNWW1PQBul8V9Z2iMBFDBSCVv5i_nhYfsrxu9dMjYX-eMhVPXQWfGLDH1I1dc_DwBXFxmOWS_L_2mnW1ExWtmSZr2Ui-7LLMIduJPY-iQKhI0RIftLKjMBf_K_Q98oMg/s1600/IMG_4192.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8DQZDdllrq4K1laj-7krQTpaKxd2ehciawtKlh5RJ983mAQI5uNPS2iLafFAaQxK4HqHIlk9xcj7eE2_1pJhAWUDSzqwZyw1E6wiUUtPSuqt4KzdmwHcE-oyjQDotc7A7kzTacXo8F7w/s400/IMG_4188.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671635864196364994" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /></a>Daddy parked the truck at the entrance of the parking lot, set up two chairs for us to sit back and the boys rode and rode! It was fun to watch them ride and as an added bonus, they really wore themselves out. The following video is a little longer than usual but it was such a fun morning, I wanted to have these memories. Enjoy...</div><div><p align="left" style="text-align: center;"><iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/0R1mxFFXHbg" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe></p><p align="left">In the video, the boys are riding and at one moment, Andrew returns on foot... huh? He had "parked" his bike. Once he gave Wes the idea, Wes parked his bike and started running. Before we moved away from the parking lot, Wes had run over a dozen laps; my Energizer Bunny!</p><p align="left" style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJraJPA-i-JgXBNWW1PQBul8V9Z2iMBFDBSCVv5i_nhYfsrxu9dMjYX-eMhVPXQWfGLDH1I1dc_DwBXFxmOWS_L_2mnW1ExWtmSZr2Ui-7LLMIduJPY-iQKhI0RIftLKjMBf_K_Q98oMg/s400/IMG_4192.jpg" /></p><p align="left" style="text-align: left;">Daddy even joined in on the racing fun and took a lap to race the boys...</p><p align="left" style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimDgVk2qRrb6GD9w27y5IZebpu2n1bgPk5QvbOUAp5dkV9oOVhplYFpjzHiwZwbIXhwRXOKUsOKWMPb5SSoFIf4F6IicfAAuQC-P70toaOnqkv_bRtoQvZJKIjMv9fSYmjEgOSVTM4tag/s400/IMG_4198.jpg" /></p><p align="left" style="text-align: left;">After a while, we decided to move over to the gazebo area. The boys would race from one end of the area to the other and back. I was sitting up on a bar area while taking the video.</p><p align="left" style="text-align: center;"><iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/lvX_Ly4WvAg" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe></p><p align="left">I sure hope Santa knows that the boys have just about out grown these toddler bikes and are ready for some 'big boy' bikes, with helmets! I know that they should have probably had on helmets for this morning's fun but we actually don't have them since they have only been riding in the back yard... yep, bad parents! Hopefully Santa knows better! </p><p align="left">Another fun day for Team Darnell!</p><p align="left">Take care,</p><p align="left"> </p><p align="left"><span style="color:#000000;"><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/398/C42AAE995E53845A4B3230F962AC6E41.png" /></a></span></p></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982306324091626681.post-88251535879005537302011-10-29T22:49:00.007-04:002011-11-05T21:29:42.042-04:00Soccer - 2011<div style="text-align: left;">Our soccer season has been a wonderful journey!</div><div><br /></div><div>It was a true joy to experience Saturday soccer games. The soccer games for 3 and 4 year olds are entertaining and as equally stressful at the same time. As the season started, I was hopeful that we would score a goal. I quickly learned to reset my expectations for our 3 year olds. My goals transitioned to hoping we would play when called upon and maybe, just maybe we would</div><div> actually kick the ball! </div><div><br /></div><div>I can also honestly say the most important objective was that the boys had F-U-N! I think we achieved this goal. Whether it was the playground at practice, the big fun hill at the game fields, hanging out with Cal, the half time snack or maybe even the actual soccer, the boys had fun! Mommy and Daddy were very proud of them for this wonderful season and experience. I look forward to many years of Saturday game days. </div><div><br /></div><div>An important lesson I learned during this season is just how challenging it is to watch the game when you have three children on the team. It was very rare that all of the boys were on the field at the same time. So, I found myself trying to watch one playing </div><div>while one was wanting a drink and another was needing to potty or anything else equally distracting. We decided to call in reinforcements to help capture our soccer memories. We called upon Christy Baldwin of Christy Baldwin Photography to photograph the boys on one Saturday. The following pictures are from this game. Thank you Ms. Christy for doing such a wonderful job of making my little guys look like real athletes! Enjoy...</div><div><div><br /></div><div>Jared -</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLV_aVEK_LSlq24QTBQQ8XlWgfSWkgJxxqfCPsT6itajBYP_RuaniVkFFPbjd0RKEjbuLvvPVwJXjfAmUQEiDy0nEfGaaMTRzLneTj7ithPNI-XCHaClzBphVG8JnDMCy70UVHn3bWhyI/s1600/9075.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLV_aVEK_LSlq24QTBQQ8XlWgfSWkgJxxqfCPsT6itajBYP_RuaniVkFFPbjd0RKEjbuLvvPVwJXjfAmUQEiDy0nEfGaaMTRzLneTj7ithPNI-XCHaClzBphVG8JnDMCy70UVHn3bWhyI/s400/9075.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670993725940975890" /></a>Wes -<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNSoonI0LbzLbXkMPMrWcWC5z_4D-VSvynxjjEX6fGDitLdoiBRvBCo7es9Yyk7247sSl6dGMSmY19_UXmhl43AZyS6TsEvFh3kM8vWGU0b9FpXu51SjjIvyMudG1frrsEeH-BS59QWlQ/s1600/9086.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNSoonI0LbzLbXkMPMrWcWC5z_4D-VSvynxjjEX6fGDitLdoiBRvBCo7es9Yyk7247sSl6dGMSmY19_UXmhl43AZyS6TsEvFh3kM8vWGU0b9FpXu51SjjIvyMudG1frrsEeH-BS59QWlQ/s400/9086.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670993717914047762" /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;">Andrew -</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMNlL_R3Hp8Tj66gDy7g99KHBxv_YvozMVRwQXYO0ril-LAqlw53FUAbowdjSAUeBLJH627zYSlc0QUErGNqq9g1jpArNW5uAJPBbG6iUrPWipl8cjJx2xakdrfupfgOBNDOI87h9UlT4/s400/9089_enhanced.jpg" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: left;">Andrew taking some pre-game kicks...</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPQ_tKahhGzViJnbZTH2GXCDEcibNPtTento1VKZKB8K9bR_fEmUZkkgx2HMcMMSuByU2nOKF2-PnYNOtWhOXKMOgBuyIgZjgt2jdM4nrG654A0tI9l11wdJ4zNRFv3VtUjFnUV5ty55Y/s1600/9159.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPQ_tKahhGzViJnbZTH2GXCDEcibNPtTento1VKZKB8K9bR_fEmUZkkgx2HMcMMSuByU2nOKF2-PnYNOtWhOXKMOgBuyIgZjgt2jdM4nrG654A0tI9l11wdJ4zNRFv3VtUjFnUV5ty55Y/s400/9159.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670993436732508258" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmjfZY32yMUwtLz4_zliPCzm3mDWF8VDHqv4qxmuyE05AKK7jxb39nCGW4bKzlmSAfvvDXCh-Ee2OsZeGF50qhG3JKT7GHFsmvot_IaJHbkc24iYPVgOpqAj5MrYk9uVUuomvxhfwb-XU/s1600/9089.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"></a><div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmjfZY32yMUwtLz4_zliPCzm3mDWF8VDHqv4qxmuyE05AKK7jxb39nCGW4bKzlmSAfvvDXCh-Ee2OsZeGF50qhG3JKT7GHFsmvot_IaJHbkc24iYPVgOpqAj5MrYk9uVUuomvxhfwb-XU/s1600/9089.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"></a>Andrew -</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh22eoHNCe1crOxTzQaTXomziMouypQFpaYNjR5dDeOBtuJsGJzQJRx2FcadMbUYR9Lu9FGcpt73A5oukreNEEKbiZg6-IQTXb9Q5q2W04hLMKn8Clk-fEnviq334kKBt-nFGq2Hv1rHhA/s1600/9208.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh22eoHNCe1crOxTzQaTXomziMouypQFpaYNjR5dDeOBtuJsGJzQJRx2FcadMbUYR9Lu9FGcpt73A5oukreNEEKbiZg6-IQTXb9Q5q2W04hLMKn8Clk-fEnviq334kKBt-nFGq2Hv1rHhA/s400/9208.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670993107197223746" /></a>Wes warming up...<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtb834fZzY9f14MNEJJEgH5A1tjQ5pbdtOT_SlRb4RPO8zZ1VQGcA0JMIroztrXAbHwfWOTpBbVxmlg_lvVMRbkVg5X5-SJznXqTGxBCHIE6Ul9pt3zoH03KbLSG8OF1ZvK1pb1f5b2yU/s1600/9169.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtb834fZzY9f14MNEJJEgH5A1tjQ5pbdtOT_SlRb4RPO8zZ1VQGcA0JMIroztrXAbHwfWOTpBbVxmlg_lvVMRbkVg5X5-SJznXqTGxBCHIE6Ul9pt3zoH03KbLSG8OF1ZvK1pb1f5b2yU/s400/9169.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670993094427405554" /></a></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8QLd8GB7fGopE0umpSw3hF9MVcmOMbXXzRffEcRMxkrplgqeK0qMMHVbRNK2qoPtOZ96kfysLZNVfvR04nU6HRjfcKr4EkpBEq5YiR6uN5fjkr2yACSDuMXb3a3k168O8UbFZT0Fiyyc/s1600/9187.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8QLd8GB7fGopE0umpSw3hF9MVcmOMbXXzRffEcRMxkrplgqeK0qMMHVbRNK2qoPtOZ96kfysLZNVfvR04nU6HRjfcKr4EkpBEq5YiR6uN5fjkr2yACSDuMXb3a3k168O8UbFZT0Fiyyc/s400/9187.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670990444214617474" /></a><div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8QLd8GB7fGopE0umpSw3hF9MVcmOMbXXzRffEcRMxkrplgqeK0qMMHVbRNK2qoPtOZ96kfysLZNVfvR04nU6HRjfcKr4EkpBEq5YiR6uN5fjkr2yACSDuMXb3a3k168O8UbFZT0Fiyyc/s1600/9187.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}">Jared tries to keep the ball away from Cal...</a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtb834fZzY9f14MNEJJEgH5A1tjQ5pbdtOT_SlRb4RPO8zZ1VQGcA0JMIroztrXAbHwfWOTpBbVxmlg_lvVMRbkVg5X5-SJznXqTGxBCHIE6Ul9pt3zoH03KbLSG8OF1ZvK1pb1f5b2yU/s1600/9169.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"></a></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIhbRGidLnDQPT8VJV-ORRfqE4Zpg2YU0nCQA3Ka3jsZqsE6weZXYS4Ri1bKpXs3kQIVHPpgbwIhOs9oFEQ-tpTgXweK1jjZNt1Pih-4QG7gsSr6gs42GuiwGrcAi25WduCr4RRpKj9vI/s400/9193.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670989544252693618" /><div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgh6YvCUwmSh1RHzQ-HckQQ5j14CwSHVKTY6EMtd7e-IyqUI67y0wQrXzj-TPbACx5SLpPwNRnyWBdr4K-p7fYu322UkejGN51KIfpEGfHUlARFQ2OHYlnIoK9PwCMZFmY59hvYnZMLpM4/s1600/9181.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">Andrew tries to steal the ball from Cal...</div></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8QLd8GB7fGopE0umpSw3hF9MVcmOMbXXzRffEcRMxkrplgqeK0qMMHVbRNK2qoPtOZ96kfysLZNVfvR04nU6HRjfcKr4EkpBEq5YiR6uN5fjkr2yACSDuMXb3a3k168O8UbFZT0Fiyyc/s1600/9187.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"></a></div></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuhyu1RF_uD2l2DTU3gW4IMhNAcHi3Xx_8i5uhASs6G_UBJ__3RtShui8g8Da-pNtC3y6-dM-qmttMVuvBOaiQ2FMgqfahiu1Zvst7KKvtp6dgSf3pdA3F2blbFCnBT0oQh5vsu-QLtVg/s1600/9202.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2_UKbsnb3_LoVRierRiXPmsqssroS-lT83uGYxDydjOhi9qQzO2fn7gT4YmIm42dpZV_t2mLRrt0qoeEyIbevZcFtUHy9qM1dDpVXbPSqwL4rIpZa5qO9xFMLZFARyC2U9zsHXK7b4KU/s400/0455.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670987579400464642" /></a>Andrew warming up with the team... (PJ, Reva and Blair)<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqZgoRiN8A9cWTrUOBLsF-f52D2KbB8yUpvEtH7p70qzufeU58bCL0xluU0LrBTn-B0F1Q8_H3foKiwLDqT60F4FL4yZJqn2kxUnWksubtfjrZ2oL42LTSRVqs8XYXpEX_VfDKmmypHec/s1600/0460.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqZgoRiN8A9cWTrUOBLsF-f52D2KbB8yUpvEtH7p70qzufeU58bCL0xluU0LrBTn-B0F1Q8_H3foKiwLDqT60F4FL4yZJqn2kxUnWksubtfjrZ2oL42LTSRVqs8XYXpEX_VfDKmmypHec/s400/0460.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670986739008728258" /></a>Jared warming up...<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXzLAevhCJ0abcX6_YKlnl1C5XKB1-QkhSRw4ImuMAKoatiGtrsAxRKQ-wH52oYt3M1-SyKAWWjwYPsj5hEYytPAjm1MaKA6nOV7hHmu3LbmqvymDkZpH5Hpsb_KJiU4azFH_LTGKHvlE/s1600/0471.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXzLAevhCJ0abcX6_YKlnl1C5XKB1-QkhSRw4ImuMAKoatiGtrsAxRKQ-wH52oYt3M1-SyKAWWjwYPsj5hEYytPAjm1MaKA6nOV7hHmu3LbmqvymDkZpH5Hpsb_KJiU4azFH_LTGKHvlE/s400/0471.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670986716703914082" /></a>The pre-game circle. They bring the teams together before the game and remind them about sportsmanship and other rules of the game. They are to hold hands and recite the sportsman's creed...<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxUAu0Dd6UZI2NSzS6UNXKHjD5SY_iIcnwukjjHGjc6M0K-dqqTNdxDGlVrqnZ_rG1UFvhWtXn5Nexk8hKYKBo6R6Xo4Bk7VPBcJZVYaolzCwYSAO1pnyaqRBPrZGwovjdcSrLtrOsGho/s1600/0476.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxUAu0Dd6UZI2NSzS6UNXKHjD5SY_iIcnwukjjHGjc6M0K-dqqTNdxDGlVrqnZ_rG1UFvhWtXn5Nexk8hKYKBo6R6Xo4Bk7VPBcJZVYaolzCwYSAO1pnyaqRBPrZGwovjdcSrLtrOsGho/s400/0476.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670986708179442658" /></a>It's game time! Wes in action...<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEii8S-L0EfNNxWLUhlSPbudIq015Pbg_sytcnKf4eL6EFUsnrVlbe5UwO5Nt8PucxrbXPU5MP2LnKyqwdHGbDNPsMMV7N-hvpwd9N3Z3Qvj0naKwGNoDqi10gAgN-EhZsT2z4-0kmAcZNo/s1600/0482.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEii8S-L0EfNNxWLUhlSPbudIq015Pbg_sytcnKf4eL6EFUsnrVlbe5UwO5Nt8PucxrbXPU5MP2LnKyqwdHGbDNPsMMV7N-hvpwd9N3Z3Qvj0naKwGNoDqi10gAgN-EhZsT2z4-0kmAcZNo/s400/0482.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670985619929567746" /></a>High 5's for Jared from Coach Alexis...<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-pqkGDTW7CYWpZ5BZtY8F-KaYkFJQcbT6Up6Vaea5_DcfT8JPolbHpx3op8Eq58l6GcSbcwQFUf3PNTQFL2Jw9T1pIboXIREXW3s3xfGemPkDeqRqKancTiWMkI3LToMAiNvRl0pBTEM/s1600/0483.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-pqkGDTW7CYWpZ5BZtY8F-KaYkFJQcbT6Up6Vaea5_DcfT8JPolbHpx3op8Eq58l6GcSbcwQFUf3PNTQFL2Jw9T1pIboXIREXW3s3xfGemPkDeqRqKancTiWMkI3LToMAiNvRl0pBTEM/s400/0483.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670985595627063842" /></a>Jared...<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmOw7C2L-jspje5yeGcQMXFw9DTBfU_jWgDft4psjEVlFVYovsETUX-BBSIl39FCLxEsSVE7IkFK56VOl50dqzTl_Fe4YQvuuI0W4S_SKEIzRRY8gVIySSyrl8w0IyWYm2h3cCuU6HuA8/s1600/0490.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmOw7C2L-jspje5yeGcQMXFw9DTBfU_jWgDft4psjEVlFVYovsETUX-BBSIl39FCLxEsSVE7IkFK56VOl50dqzTl_Fe4YQvuuI0W4S_SKEIzRRY8gVIySSyrl8w0IyWYm2h3cCuU6HuA8/s400/0490.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670985592338330946" /></a>Wes...<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEia5nR2xcNzl4fdK_MJmwWLVB85PIaK7Y4Uj7SmcMxrNj0PHczviNZOd0Mb4F1zgAFz_-MbIA9UGPh5sJsxC9cDQNBGIR8_iNmIRqlmYZ0m_-Au3nHHvHqs_qflXznZIqChvJM_KwFCaQs/s1600/0492.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEia5nR2xcNzl4fdK_MJmwWLVB85PIaK7Y4Uj7SmcMxrNj0PHczviNZOd0Mb4F1zgAFz_-MbIA9UGPh5sJsxC9cDQNBGIR8_iNmIRqlmYZ0m_-Au3nHHvHqs_qflXznZIqChvJM_KwFCaQs/s400/0492.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670985129096581186" /></a>Andrew...<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxDwMC-Lhp7Y6RXtR5r2Q3mgsfNp4Sh185b-lhiD2a_yLB10AC7NedoQ4ajo5z-bO0pN8K5BuojhOTOaKTiiQeEMk5YLYLj0lZf9_WPSXWsUH9Y0TCDwv_FkRJzyF1H_wDGUUWKDOQ2o8/s1600/0494.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxDwMC-Lhp7Y6RXtR5r2Q3mgsfNp4Sh185b-lhiD2a_yLB10AC7NedoQ4ajo5z-bO0pN8K5BuojhOTOaKTiiQeEMk5YLYLj0lZf9_WPSXWsUH9Y0TCDwv_FkRJzyF1H_wDGUUWKDOQ2o8/s400/0494.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670985109238339890" /></a>Jared had no fear and was always very aggressive and right in the middle of all the action...<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsJn0zNHF6HeGLT-0B2L3w2nQrOL8qtw_qwPC34J94FplMI93lGA0IwEFS5oVSy6eo-VovYNZ0a8tLxlGo9FfasmbvxF9Qvv7ab8Vr2ioX-g1-b5W7GJzCPydWbifkg9BhIyMHvM-Xv_w/s1600/0497.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsJn0zNHF6HeGLT-0B2L3w2nQrOL8qtw_qwPC34J94FplMI93lGA0IwEFS5oVSy6eo-VovYNZ0a8tLxlGo9FfasmbvxF9Qvv7ab8Vr2ioX-g1-b5W7GJzCPydWbifkg9BhIyMHvM-Xv_w/s400/0497.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670985096577067746" /></a>Go Jared, GO!!!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXypWBkmLc1-IqVICMZ5ydztN0qdBztRLlgFOJnp683MqolugXGuVwZEvFNLBf91FIts4TtKRkaDq4mOjnL9ggXofyZvvugmOwSaajgDhB3q1kXqWejwh9YPww278anhNunsFW6tX4ypE/s1600/0518.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXypWBkmLc1-IqVICMZ5ydztN0qdBztRLlgFOJnp683MqolugXGuVwZEvFNLBf91FIts4TtKRkaDq4mOjnL9ggXofyZvvugmOwSaajgDhB3q1kXqWejwh9YPww278anhNunsFW6tX4ypE/s400/0518.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670984594191668754" /></a>Very proud Mommy....<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMphgnJwZ5hmfd29x1cXCRONk2MrwemlnXW6Y70iodV3WTGGRscvw-UlJiL4i4k-LeeyPl9cngIkkDELMknsyst3eoEUMpm9yykihARAbrnNebZvFnJ2RE_xuoq2jhHZCUfZEVnM6eSmU/s1600/0533.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMphgnJwZ5hmfd29x1cXCRONk2MrwemlnXW6Y70iodV3WTGGRscvw-UlJiL4i4k-LeeyPl9cngIkkDELMknsyst3eoEUMpm9yykihARAbrnNebZvFnJ2RE_xuoq2jhHZCUfZEVnM6eSmU/s400/0533.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670984580659177138" /></a>Half time = Snack time...<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKxLn6ZbF2xSV4c_CUqPTLhVXFiLaLVXShLVABbSplKwom0JtcqIqWMHoRUcBTcSZB_LVWls3QYw4ab9zFTfrI_0Z25JaZLPk2ERTHsU0sVsrUxnZAuX7-444KDaZdRq_whEzEDQ1jXVg/s1600/0555.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKxLn6ZbF2xSV4c_CUqPTLhVXFiLaLVXShLVABbSplKwom0JtcqIqWMHoRUcBTcSZB_LVWls3QYw4ab9zFTfrI_0Z25JaZLPk2ERTHsU0sVsrUxnZAuX7-444KDaZdRq_whEzEDQ1jXVg/s400/0555.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670983119830998482" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpKMppQmb9jJsqiRzTC4v45lDvscrWWEeDcuryrA1tuglB1v3x8HqZ9smnrGcKQeZpSlfIUxYCiU_PNpjG5j8lY-jt6hW7QJmMyijbulbWCERk0EfDAljAOIPNUgK2dnbpxN9khzRJQs0/s1600/0560.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpKMppQmb9jJsqiRzTC4v45lDvscrWWEeDcuryrA1tuglB1v3x8HqZ9smnrGcKQeZpSlfIUxYCiU_PNpjG5j8lY-jt6hW7QJmMyijbulbWCERk0EfDAljAOIPNUgK2dnbpxN9khzRJQs0/s400/0560.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670983100654259826" /></a>Mr. Jayson and Ms. Katrina, Cal's parents, are so wonderful to the boys. At the first game, Ms. Katrina shared animal crackers with the boys and every game after that they asked her for animal crackers. She is always willing to share whatever treat she has in her back with the boys. Thank you Goldmans for being so patient and kind to our guys...<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgf_iSsRvK7B_WYU5Lm2nEm7BLxAkFTV8Aq2WI2JjJAl-QLdU3jF5Td2oiqHT77Hrpje-rnygOKzqWOfltByzJvxS5K5-OC66tHD1RrUWvQazLB0QvDyFlgNt09iuqA2K59kZRwei1V2vE/s1600/0562.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgf_iSsRvK7B_WYU5Lm2nEm7BLxAkFTV8Aq2WI2JjJAl-QLdU3jF5Td2oiqHT77Hrpje-rnygOKzqWOfltByzJvxS5K5-OC66tHD1RrUWvQazLB0QvDyFlgNt09iuqA2K59kZRwei1V2vE/s400/0562.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670983093492038530" /></a>Wes and Andrew resting before the start of the second half...<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqbQlx2L00EWUKLq71RQYCML6OAR9telj1L71PRFvo0KlbrT-a1pkLpWaPVtYTNlbY02RU5HSxwEXmXQ4woaCTLxZR2JIsNO3Skf1exhe7wVYp9H744KVbFBIlNk2_sRcsnh3dMNwYCUU/s1600/0567.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqbQlx2L00EWUKLq71RQYCML6OAR9telj1L71PRFvo0KlbrT-a1pkLpWaPVtYTNlbY02RU5HSxwEXmXQ4woaCTLxZR2JIsNO3Skf1exhe7wVYp9H744KVbFBIlNk2_sRcsnh3dMNwYCUU/s400/0567.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670982729670605826" /></a>Andrew - "Is everyone ready?"<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7nHHfzDbRjkJaR0geWVqFRzs5ka3ASguCSz_4ACUvoLbDg25Hgef8YQvxMYiwYect-JQyubGpPFToRmtjM-Vghz4kY0bDChboR1VjMH_6NPnP6B27e4HDx23GJ5nIbWOSiEpqqKFaAbQ/s1600/0580.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7nHHfzDbRjkJaR0geWVqFRzs5ka3ASguCSz_4ACUvoLbDg25Hgef8YQvxMYiwYect-JQyubGpPFToRmtjM-Vghz4kY0bDChboR1VjMH_6NPnP6B27e4HDx23GJ5nIbWOSiEpqqKFaAbQ/s400/0580.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670982712884944098" /></a>BIG kick to start the second half...<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj45Wi57xzMW4Zy3YhoD5ajAFVWzDDmvwrLfhonSDh9IvncWkRx-6nRbJ52r4xwTRV7TpN7oUap2gjfZySwJoeiYZ2QyKieGxKQ1kOTEuZdfDzRDWXmkglGi8-q60CpA3iZEA4WP1ngmmw/s1600/0581.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj45Wi57xzMW4Zy3YhoD5ajAFVWzDDmvwrLfhonSDh9IvncWkRx-6nRbJ52r4xwTRV7TpN7oUap2gjfZySwJoeiYZ2QyKieGxKQ1kOTEuZdfDzRDWXmkglGi8-q60CpA3iZEA4WP1ngmmw/s400/0581.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670982703769671714" /></a>Jared takes the ball...<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDxwPsVY8PM9-1x4sozGF9etwakrH83GL6zPvCY5DRZon0uHGCLWU0rt4zT6DGIoHAw28cwlg90OIpNHYpjDbDO871hjf_JyFM6ri2P5CV505l09_peSLAckr7z0B6aHXMhwsZekyJD7c/s1600/0610.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDxwPsVY8PM9-1x4sozGF9etwakrH83GL6zPvCY5DRZon0uHGCLWU0rt4zT6DGIoHAw28cwlg90OIpNHYpjDbDO871hjf_JyFM6ri2P5CV505l09_peSLAckr7z0B6aHXMhwsZekyJD7c/s400/0610.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670981003639840530" /></a>Wes...<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4Z52m7-dMQET6zeR1j5d6WDskT-T28y5JntSjDRVC_o9skabfjbZX-RGITc5O4nx5Fl0nJXTJMpn2f6tmX-BOB9z0SU11R9o9I3ZKhiET8h1VMVVcvmrhCNghcOxUhLl8HP4idQwxcPU/s1600/0615.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4Z52m7-dMQET6zeR1j5d6WDskT-T28y5JntSjDRVC_o9skabfjbZX-RGITc5O4nx5Fl0nJXTJMpn2f6tmX-BOB9z0SU11R9o9I3ZKhiET8h1VMVVcvmrhCNghcOxUhLl8HP4idQwxcPU/s400/0615.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670980985487861522" /></a>Jared...<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZ5GKbpXW87DpHZosVhHRynNEb4E09TWFCCVJo8XVh9RmO9u0xPXxgMcTLqwMux6H0btopd4tK6NVjO_0MAkbEIjAsS_iuKeK3hSHQ8gUnE3u4snoL8Y3cUtJdj3lc9HG4TV6muuaPxA4/s1600/0617.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZ5GKbpXW87DpHZosVhHRynNEb4E09TWFCCVJo8XVh9RmO9u0xPXxgMcTLqwMux6H0btopd4tK6NVjO_0MAkbEIjAsS_iuKeK3hSHQ8gUnE3u4snoL8Y3cUtJdj3lc9HG4TV6muuaPxA4/s400/0617.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670980973933873346" /></a>Wes - is that a intense yell or a yawn? Hmmm....<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDxkbLS0KuyplQHhzWrX4OA75qnLRkm0Rh66fKjHvWH0Bxw2NyomCiv_4wtZV8bicCrkcVKhdpc15lyUsu6cMV6Xb3qqluHFxUQm4iVB-PEoFRmzERpOlrTKlkHy9JitdhGHIwyfyV3jY/s1600/0619.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDxkbLS0KuyplQHhzWrX4OA75qnLRkm0Rh66fKjHvWH0Bxw2NyomCiv_4wtZV8bicCrkcVKhdpc15lyUsu6cMV6Xb3qqluHFxUQm4iVB-PEoFRmzERpOlrTKlkHy9JitdhGHIwyfyV3jY/s400/0619.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670978945383735378" /></a>Wes...<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRItqsNjqqN1Qwb3CGGV3O5-ReyO6HsRlZWsdFUHPxL0snLr3i1lGsfi2Cwjq7HCy8O3e0YfqxFZCz-xUJueE-uXTVB-B7kl3p4Yj-6cE_sbMg8IzxGYIx1g3uORxTCmyUiCGC8AhAC8Q/s1600/0626.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRItqsNjqqN1Qwb3CGGV3O5-ReyO6HsRlZWsdFUHPxL0snLr3i1lGsfi2Cwjq7HCy8O3e0YfqxFZCz-xUJueE-uXTVB-B7kl3p4Yj-6cE_sbMg8IzxGYIx1g3uORxTCmyUiCGC8AhAC8Q/s400/0626.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670978928033241986" /></a>Wes standing with Junior and MJ. Junior and MJ were, by far, the most talented players on our team and in the entire league. Junior turned 5 during our season and that 1.5 years really set him ahead of our crew. It was an honor to be on their team!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6XaGJBB01flhO1eIbZslzCeG-o0vbSIk-xtHwsc-6varwteuoCuKow5XutLXKRJ2okTyft7HaKMSodwklNnI9ICAYiJl8TsD1mKdlFgpTDc-pky3tIH3zuyElf4DA18yI3B2IWtxA1Ls/s1600/0631.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6XaGJBB01flhO1eIbZslzCeG-o0vbSIk-xtHwsc-6varwteuoCuKow5XutLXKRJ2okTyft7HaKMSodwklNnI9ICAYiJl8TsD1mKdlFgpTDc-pky3tIH3zuyElf4DA18yI3B2IWtxA1Ls/s400/0631.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670978917339797650" /></a>Wes...<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkdcUd8vnIYf2cUcY-8PJbJ1bdBKJls08A9YOpi0h_e1qM9ETE1g2yzpeno6FiXsTRg_0G65LbLqHYtegpPK20G2n6-rKxr1_Rx8rjUuGRiullILr2WLQWby7hxxZqPCXpaOeUv8cA7Gw/s1600/0635.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkdcUd8vnIYf2cUcY-8PJbJ1bdBKJls08A9YOpi0h_e1qM9ETE1g2yzpeno6FiXsTRg_0G65LbLqHYtegpPK20G2n6-rKxr1_Rx8rjUuGRiullILr2WLQWby7hxxZqPCXpaOeUv8cA7Gw/s400/0635.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670976849173168546" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2Z_lLAvEMJu8RuBf1-iMI_SKB8jStCAmWW20EHwn63GsHnl2s3RrN3IiRLtXOGZMSjaQYfR-WCGE8lZIL3TT8xnHqFr-MzmwIc57h0L6_li8dnAt1S7AfOuErqyThiG-J8R2zsNEVBvw/s1600/0643.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2Z_lLAvEMJu8RuBf1-iMI_SKB8jStCAmWW20EHwn63GsHnl2s3RrN3IiRLtXOGZMSjaQYfR-WCGE8lZIL3TT8xnHqFr-MzmwIc57h0L6_li8dnAt1S7AfOuErqyThiG-J8R2zsNEVBvw/s400/0643.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670976828130468514" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgczmDgBuZetphEVuq4AfEO1oBkM5917_ZPW1Vlt09YSRcd4tKQU6jIadkQfRraPq_Ct01lqvJ6F5QqRhvtoOOyeo6eTK578nq33LMjpYScKoVlWlFF4sHHentTaDDzOYxvRRuX0rDlgOw/s1600/0636.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 244px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgczmDgBuZetphEVuq4AfEO1oBkM5917_ZPW1Vlt09YSRcd4tKQU6jIadkQfRraPq_Ct01lqvJ6F5QqRhvtoOOyeo6eTK578nq33LMjpYScKoVlWlFF4sHHentTaDDzOYxvRRuX0rDlgOw/s400/0636.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670976822838824642" /></a>Cal passes out some more hugs to Jared...<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiJF2G6hEjeBShDqESQmcAqPcU-WZzRA6ThE8P1pg9AbjGUWYrKdx33M47m-Xwv1QRA3X-U0b9_BiDJ0W54BNQF-cv8fLK8NLGHPqX75sdJc7fwelPIu0Wr1Wjhp5uKJ3y4vPA4RFA4j8/s1600/0641.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiJF2G6hEjeBShDqESQmcAqPcU-WZzRA6ThE8P1pg9AbjGUWYrKdx33M47m-Xwv1QRA3X-U0b9_BiDJ0W54BNQF-cv8fLK8NLGHPqX75sdJc7fwelPIu0Wr1Wjhp5uKJ3y4vPA4RFA4j8/s400/0641.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670975437882402162" /></a>Andrew...<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjG6GAZjd3JO7MfrSTZpjD11INWLW_mtIGrlx_gc-tPbbeO94JGHpqm-6Ujik7WbCFo4czfw5K9_W-ESrp0lPxm_7KPrRRP5p4O2y1yFPQNr6bDVyiTAfAV5z9gjuPVCIAfShXzzQHdYwE/s1600/0664.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjG6GAZjd3JO7MfrSTZpjD11INWLW_mtIGrlx_gc-tPbbeO94JGHpqm-6Ujik7WbCFo4czfw5K9_W-ESrp0lPxm_7KPrRRP5p4O2y1yFPQNr6bDVyiTAfAV5z9gjuPVCIAfShXzzQHdYwE/s400/0664.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670975408207822962" /></a>Post game celebration tunnel...<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhP8jWPecpwGXqLw5TybOkUxvazNIqz9iV-0DQQU2wBQxyOP7xnnvoGpYPkLUHS-8OeDkMJ7-oQu2EytdQJIwa8OZtXnpymalfnVWpUISuvJCxUDZxDWZT6dLRpaEwdVZzeXFhfiUiUmR8/s1600/0654.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhP8jWPecpwGXqLw5TybOkUxvazNIqz9iV-0DQQU2wBQxyOP7xnnvoGpYPkLUHS-8OeDkMJ7-oQu2EytdQJIwa8OZtXnpymalfnVWpUISuvJCxUDZxDWZT6dLRpaEwdVZzeXFhfiUiUmR8/s400/0654.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670975405526980498" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhP8jWPecpwGXqLw5TybOkUxvazNIqz9iV-0DQQU2wBQxyOP7xnnvoGpYPkLUHS-8OeDkMJ7-oQu2EytdQJIwa8OZtXnpymalfnVWpUISuvJCxUDZxDWZT6dLRpaEwdVZzeXFhfiUiUmR8/s1600/0654.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhP8jWPecpwGXqLw5TybOkUxvazNIqz9iV-0DQQU2wBQxyOP7xnnvoGpYPkLUHS-8OeDkMJ7-oQu2EytdQJIwa8OZtXnpymalfnVWpUISuvJCxUDZxDWZT6dLRpaEwdVZzeXFhfiUiUmR8/s1600/0654.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMR9X3kRn031sMfJsqTcMqqthaPx3eHo0pTEfaBCSv71f7sKEvIMLZmgyIp3HUtTT5dIrfZexzzP4FZx3gIre_7u4wxFkk7bJ2tOJtwiG-tks8iTA99oapGzW7ud2eio3DsfxI0KUN4GA/s400/0658.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">1-2-3...GO COUGARS!</span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4R-2hptlwDDWZJ1c7zdOp7DlG82iNNH7VcPc0OvLYW7Uaj7EoJYeSs0X5GzJeT52kb2UdHnULgNaHYpu9U8anduf9Ws-4MNMQK3ihJD1iD3GyWfcOFkGUf_S7-E02wQeyFSXmva4d21k/s1600/0663.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4R-2hptlwDDWZJ1c7zdOp7DlG82iNNH7VcPc0OvLYW7Uaj7EoJYeSs0X5GzJeT52kb2UdHnULgNaHYpu9U8anduf9Ws-4MNMQK3ihJD1iD3GyWfcOFkGUf_S7-E02wQeyFSXmva4d21k/s400/0663.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670974864411794946" /></a>We are #1!!!!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJt3GtTnKlK7XJoJ65YcdbBgy3GwTA6Ckgjl3oJlGpSYBIgvxHshEyv_aC1RzM-nWzQS_vEP1fdpfKC2KJ03Klylc3XqdSKD0TNevjvtifpenmf4GVgssyTBvfPXjmlPnVX3IBgs5gyjQ/s1600/9121.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJt3GtTnKlK7XJoJ65YcdbBgy3GwTA6Ckgjl3oJlGpSYBIgvxHshEyv_aC1RzM-nWzQS_vEP1fdpfKC2KJ03Klylc3XqdSKD0TNevjvtifpenmf4GVgssyTBvfPXjmlPnVX3IBgs5gyjQ/s400/9121.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670974855851998418" /></a>"The Guys!" They are enjoying their after game granola bar snack. What a wonderful group of young men...<img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBsAyDXJsbIrXxug6lj7qpnB7XTkp5NEGYgbW6JbG8LW2s829I_9w5TK6WWMP4o6ddM_6uM4S3yVREeqKbNwOgWJdAS1tOM8UevtkL-9Eq7GofUrJgDEjBaP83GVyNvtcWm2PUCW0molg/s400/9138.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670970295845064130" />I was sad to see our season come to an end. However, I was over the moon proud of the boys for how wonderful they did during their first team sporting experience. The boys were also super excited when they were awarded their very first trophies... <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBsAyDXJsbIrXxug6lj7qpnB7XTkp5NEGYgbW6JbG8LW2s829I_9w5TK6WWMP4o6ddM_6uM4S3yVREeqKbNwOgWJdAS1tOM8UevtkL-9Eq7GofUrJgDEjBaP83GVyNvtcWm2PUCW0molg/s1600/9138.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisL5ka7cwYULO0_TxO3JJ-PuH4DDZbhX6Jcz0vIH-qXNWAtUuDQx54BbeYUh6HUmLRzT64no0qcOreDaxCBsM2pwwOrYWtJBW2DgdiYyq9-ZjmA4xQkevhITBeJOHYXwJqjQsfidgQ58A/s400/IMG_4084.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670970490708249026" /></a><div><div><div><div style="text-align: left;">Congratulations boys! We are so very proud of you! I also thank Christy Baldwin for capturing these moments so beautifully.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">These are moments I will cherish forever!</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Take care,</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank" style="text-align: -webkit-left; "><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/398/C42AAE995E53845A4B3230F962AC6E41.png" /></a></div></div></div></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982306324091626681.post-87246918947430290742011-10-29T13:48:00.000-04:002011-11-06T14:10:44.610-05:00Southwood Fright Fest - Pirates<div>The boys' best friend, Cal lives in the Southwood neighborhood. On the Friday before Halloween, the neighborhood has a 'Fright Fest' at their town center. Cal invited the boys to join him for the event and we were more than happy to accept. </div><div><br /></div><div>The boys are going to be Storm Troopers for Halloween. We wanted to keep the Storm Trooper costumes Halloween ready so we decided to pull out our Pirate costumes. Daddy also got the boys swords, eye patches and an earring to round out the costume. </div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwq0ISpHMZuKmp7FcHFlt2PW_YrW16G5eC3liUekQw4UxPhpIzn2EIEKJmgOeJ3kIdNzlKiq8-A1PhBp3hzqf9HvS6RKHpBRhrIT3dZGIeqYJGrSf8NU0AvpgjMvpXhFRT-JLUCIlpB-c/s1600/IMG_4019.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwq0ISpHMZuKmp7FcHFlt2PW_YrW16G5eC3liUekQw4UxPhpIzn2EIEKJmgOeJ3kIdNzlKiq8-A1PhBp3hzqf9HvS6RKHpBRhrIT3dZGIeqYJGrSf8NU0AvpgjMvpXhFRT-JLUCIlpB-c/s400/IMG_4019.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671958384683009026" /></a>"Pirate Andrew"...<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh61uxsLf82dZFF7ikPtjkL590SPMI3Ii1UCHru4VGre4hZQrw60VjlIR3SPS5P9lSFigFRXl2TOV-WgIqWW_hj3fBWbNB5VtGoZPCzsKtk3HjDc4kHL-X6DSIYCRHqKdXYMdEUpQB9Bx0/s1600/IMG_4014.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh61uxsLf82dZFF7ikPtjkL590SPMI3Ii1UCHru4VGre4hZQrw60VjlIR3SPS5P9lSFigFRXl2TOV-WgIqWW_hj3fBWbNB5VtGoZPCzsKtk3HjDc4kHL-X6DSIYCRHqKdXYMdEUpQB9Bx0/s400/IMG_4014.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671957573830776370" /></a>"Pirate Wessie"...<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhz33EcmnwLTEq6eMp78L1Mg-mOWxXn47Wpq66_zKrvb0Nmuir0e6WQXX_JV6AQ9mQruJJjDbTE1k3v04tUOfQ9rhHkqXXh19Hl5-L_vWL6WfyQ1DnwaedX6MngpG0-GNs-0YjRnjS5O2U/s1600/IMG_4015.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhz33EcmnwLTEq6eMp78L1Mg-mOWxXn47Wpq66_zKrvb0Nmuir0e6WQXX_JV6AQ9mQruJJjDbTE1k3v04tUOfQ9rhHkqXXh19Hl5-L_vWL6WfyQ1DnwaedX6MngpG0-GNs-0YjRnjS5O2U/s400/IMG_4015.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671957554307567842" /></a>At the event, there were a lot of games and activities for children. This is the 'eye ball' and 'gooey ball' toss. Ms. Katrina is seen here wearing her super cool Good Witch hat and Daddy has on a scary skull shirt which is actually everyday wear for Daddy. <div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhX5F8vkhZ93leXw-LiozfyoOu-505OlM17XFTQemkaKLtmr7wkww-CCn61-CEdtay2prhpNElVXZnX1XGg8q_NMY_fSsmtf3MGU-WNlp9NA38O-B7ZqwNkPztRCvhVL-aTFTrzBQvt0PA/s1600/IMG_4022.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhX5F8vkhZ93leXw-LiozfyoOu-505OlM17XFTQemkaKLtmr7wkww-CCn61-CEdtay2prhpNElVXZnX1XGg8q_NMY_fSsmtf3MGU-WNlp9NA38O-B7ZqwNkPztRCvhVL-aTFTrzBQvt0PA/s400/IMG_4022.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671957552954566434" /></a>Jared making his toss...<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEga8S53UJ0SB9n9fkKGN5mwxS40x6am41eWM1D06eHOOMWPlKSwvnH2ABIWjMI7DLw7BRZzLbLGdWzuyFGeHOTM5YJhbH1xTIolPxYUGzIWMnKgglWq8Y_OhQCul9pVCDExCDwh-78g5DQ/s1600/IMG_4025.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEga8S53UJ0SB9n9fkKGN5mwxS40x6am41eWM1D06eHOOMWPlKSwvnH2ABIWjMI7DLw7BRZzLbLGdWzuyFGeHOTM5YJhbH1xTIolPxYUGzIWMnKgglWq8Y_OhQCul9pVCDExCDwh-78g5DQ/s400/IMG_4025.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671957534620549986" /></a>Wes throwing an 'eye ball.' These were actually tennis balls covered in corn starch to make them oozy and gooey. Wes threw one and then wanted his hand cleaned!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTTpz4ryOOd-OA9cCeElcyxEw4f5Ls1bukaOPZ2jjc1GGrABSMdBtKItSZ7ZdDRkEmluTxV_IdAlQoXumrWcgz8JTkWqSQ2KpaNc2M3XSLWFWHtgi6G4Sf7NejYp94CD9yc_1OMYT6H_E/s1600/IMG_4027.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTTpz4ryOOd-OA9cCeElcyxEw4f5Ls1bukaOPZ2jjc1GGrABSMdBtKItSZ7ZdDRkEmluTxV_IdAlQoXumrWcgz8JTkWqSQ2KpaNc2M3XSLWFWHtgi6G4Sf7NejYp94CD9yc_1OMYT6H_E/s400/IMG_4027.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671957531954290226" /></a>Andrew's toss.... our lefty...<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6_REUAHmUk6KIOiS9WmTHWdUBcE1GB4plCMnTbugSahTpISb-noRmpPFc2LvnVB92BiAdu5Pb5SpeK6lrYFc-YjUBGM9OWmWciAdGjQRsxvYcSg2MXOBxio_WwtCm8Y2bAJsUVKVoeu0/s1600/IMG_4030.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6_REUAHmUk6KIOiS9WmTHWdUBcE1GB4plCMnTbugSahTpISb-noRmpPFc2LvnVB92BiAdu5Pb5SpeK6lrYFc-YjUBGM9OWmWciAdGjQRsxvYcSg2MXOBxio_WwtCm8Y2bAJsUVKVoeu0/s400/IMG_4030.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671957086139694754" /></a>We then moved to a cookie decorating station. Ms. Katrina is helping Andrew, Mr. Jayson is helping Cal and Daddy is helping Jared. <br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5zVNcPztR4xRUjUZECqHoFerzOvA5Nz_uirxYNESpUyQF-3YXvBp9ryQ2EUVtmGLqABa9kThNLyYpZCuyon9go6RNGyP7v_OPvFcXo9v6Wk21_MHx454NySPXe2KHZlpmEx4IHXqEoXg/s1600/IMG_4031.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5zVNcPztR4xRUjUZECqHoFerzOvA5Nz_uirxYNESpUyQF-3YXvBp9ryQ2EUVtmGLqABa9kThNLyYpZCuyon9go6RNGyP7v_OPvFcXo9v6Wk21_MHx454NySPXe2KHZlpmEx4IHXqEoXg/s400/IMG_4031.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671957077675037106" /></a>I was helping Wes and check out our tasty and beautiful final product...<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEju5TTL4dCvlkmgYEgrQW15p23Xk09viZ2G0lRdy7DoOeKd0bcFsthNRG5t-9JvefYoqLGX9vIeMBzOcTBPUyc_LckPHbSUrpbamH5uZ22X9nWH2Be8REcNbuzqSLas_IMlBMLwuvZH9F8/s1600/IMG_4033.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEju5TTL4dCvlkmgYEgrQW15p23Xk09viZ2G0lRdy7DoOeKd0bcFsthNRG5t-9JvefYoqLGX9vIeMBzOcTBPUyc_LckPHbSUrpbamH5uZ22X9nWH2Be8REcNbuzqSLas_IMlBMLwuvZH9F8/s400/IMG_4033.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671957076161963586" /></a>Cal the astronaut and Jared the pirate enjoying their cookies...<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiR3fMmgRV89j2ArsiDwYQCTsi0o_bTfgh-XQjkQVEhrY2E5WGFBpoiC_NYt-cuxEk_RkSID99ptv3-napbT_2Jel0Y87706YlE4NnW_IEVyY3TOF-4CL2TL3IEGn_ekVX6hzGxR-DjAQ0/s1600/IMG_4034.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiR3fMmgRV89j2ArsiDwYQCTsi0o_bTfgh-XQjkQVEhrY2E5WGFBpoiC_NYt-cuxEk_RkSID99ptv3-napbT_2Jel0Y87706YlE4NnW_IEVyY3TOF-4CL2TL3IEGn_ekVX6hzGxR-DjAQ0/s400/IMG_4034.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671957056245426514" /></a>"The guys" This picture makes me laugh because it looks like Cal has capture a band of wild Pirates...<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh975vlijmt1gMCVSFakevrWNYRpWiCJDOYJX3S-ydxmGmeEbrYV_FzF4YqVrNZkotufQgVYlqe1UntWn8GUMe5A08Ut9QPOS1Pmm4DyoHuI_EfDSB9C31ZKbyP3xC48LBMbnGTRnqWybk/s1600/IMG_4037.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 332px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh975vlijmt1gMCVSFakevrWNYRpWiCJDOYJX3S-ydxmGmeEbrYV_FzF4YqVrNZkotufQgVYlqe1UntWn8GUMe5A08Ut9QPOS1Pmm4DyoHuI_EfDSB9C31ZKbyP3xC48LBMbnGTRnqWybk/s400/IMG_4037.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671957051407107154" /></a>After we enjoyed all of the activities, we settled into the town center lawn to watch a showing of "It's The Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown." The boys really enjoyed their evening and the movie. I remember enjoying movie as a child but watching it with your children is an entirely different experience. Let's just say that I never remembered the use of 'stupid' and 'blockhead' so much as a child. </div><div><br /></div><div>All in all, we had a wonderful night! Thank you to the Goldmans for inviting us for the evening. The boys are really having a good time this Halloween season. They are very excited for the actual Halloween evening of Trick or Treating!</div><div> </div><div>Take care,<p align="left"><span style="color:#000000;"><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/398/C42AAE995E53845A4B3230F962AC6E41.png" /></a></span></p></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982306324091626681.post-87987837223613713522011-09-16T22:48:00.007-04:002011-09-19T22:28:02.057-04:00Soccer - First Practice!<div>The moment I found out I was pregnant with all boys, I started dreaming about practices and games for a variety of sports; football, baseball, basketball and well... yes, soccer too! I have never been a real soccer fan but it is the team sport that you can play at the age of 3 so, soccer it is. I have stalked the YMCA website for a over a year waiting for the time in which we were within the age limit to play and that time is here!! </div><div><br /></div><div>We initially thought that practices would begin on September 17th but surprise, our first game is on September 17th. Last weekend, we waited to hear from our coach but heard nothing. We were getting worried but at last, we finally heard from her and learned that our first practice was September 16th with the first game the following morning. </div><div><br /></div><div>We spent the last week gathering up our gear; soccer balls, soccer socks and our first pair of cleats...</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8u3OueVbv6bklEX_M1U7USa3qysMaoZi2Xpx8fA44ISSd44p7puvGCRVRDclUNlKaXiauXow6AkrMgGE6QDUcZ1gNZbtbzXK0jmWgnXZ3EI9W5-Cm11uaphAh8IPtPZY00KjgWTSa_8s/s1600/photo+%25281%2529.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8u3OueVbv6bklEX_M1U7USa3qysMaoZi2Xpx8fA44ISSd44p7puvGCRVRDclUNlKaXiauXow6AkrMgGE6QDUcZ1gNZbtbzXK0jmWgnXZ3EI9W5-Cm11uaphAh8IPtPZY00KjgWTSa_8s/s400/photo+%25281%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653172337763592178" /></a>Friday was finally here, our first practice for our first team sport... yay!! The boys were dressed and ready to go. Since we are new to soccer, it's not a surprise that we would wear baseball and basketball shirts to our first soccer practice...<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4TXzoXDR10CWr7-juKzehNcyhDp82a9oBoVLjDf0yBqiwc0lbLcbaAGryBUWW-X0A8bgOyUPXO0pm8lg15c-P_Fn6f-bGutxJnZ5VrbzC3P_BWRzG5nBl3L4GPsAxcDn3aBV13DsmqBw/s1600/photo.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4TXzoXDR10CWr7-juKzehNcyhDp82a9oBoVLjDf0yBqiwc0lbLcbaAGryBUWW-X0A8bgOyUPXO0pm8lg15c-P_Fn6f-bGutxJnZ5VrbzC3P_BWRzG5nBl3L4GPsAxcDn3aBV13DsmqBw/s400/photo.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653156275418313042" /></a>Our practice was at 5:30pm. At about 3:45, I receive a distress message from home with a picture of Jared... asleep! Oh NOOOOOO!!! Our Jared is as sweet as they come until the moment comes when you have to wake him up from his peaceful slumber. When that moment comes, brace for impact because the sweet child that went to sleep wakes up as ANGRY J!!! <div><br /></div><div>Well, all we could do at that point was wait and hope he would wake on his own. But, the time to get ready was upon us, Andrew was ready, Wes was ready and Jared was.... still asleep. We had no choice but to wake him. And, as predicted he was A-N-G-R-Y! </div><div><br /></div><div>Daddy and I worked together to get him dressed and get everyone in the car to the sweet sounds of "I WANT TO GO HOME" begin repeated in the back seat. We made it to practice and Andrew and Wes were excited to see their buddy Cal and play with the other teammates. Jared, not so much. </div><div><br /></div><div>Our coaches are Coach Alexis and Coach Hannah. When they arrived, they took a quick roll and then gathered their team together for the first team huddle (minus Jared). <br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcZHrLqbmRPy4fsx3t5fU4Wn4yhJWbepiKP-Hn2LLolG2IPZA3exUkIcA7emJ3ivCi0a7CkvhoRmr_dQ0eyt9h_rRh5OKUzGvp9CWWlWBAJWGFoZRc532D1jad8MOkqiTv0fkmr-hbNQ0/s1600/IMG_3431.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcZHrLqbmRPy4fsx3t5fU4Wn4yhJWbepiKP-Hn2LLolG2IPZA3exUkIcA7emJ3ivCi0a7CkvhoRmr_dQ0eyt9h_rRh5OKUzGvp9CWWlWBAJWGFoZRc532D1jad8MOkqiTv0fkmr-hbNQ0/s400/IMG_3431.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653156274580368978" /></a>Jared preferred to play in the playground while the introductions took place. Below are the boys with their buddy Cal listening to the Coaches.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjw_kSg480w6xV7nYIj_O7dIAuvlLTiSL0I_FX_BZt3tBhQ6hqP6SJD_QeTeRzwSOlfXyxuEHVn0hE7F-l0-lgqt8nPdjcNWpvDNGn2d_W7ozXhm57q9q8fAC4og99MRep7tJ5zBRhbAPE/s1600/IMG_3432.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjw_kSg480w6xV7nYIj_O7dIAuvlLTiSL0I_FX_BZt3tBhQ6hqP6SJD_QeTeRzwSOlfXyxuEHVn0hE7F-l0-lgqt8nPdjcNWpvDNGn2d_W7ozXhm57q9q8fAC4og99MRep7tJ5zBRhbAPE/s400/IMG_3432.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653156268114651122" /></a>How cute are these guys...<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbjku3ACe9ygvXUk2k5_up07DcWS89OY4Xq2QDljF_plIDD8GzX37LHv04DikTNcW1PWCjPoETguAoR0E41a8Oh-VTnRnmM-TsL3qttAtPnMcKYLc5l2h1m6Wdu7RQKZpo_UdnGgVdtQs/s1600/IMG_3433.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbjku3ACe9ygvXUk2k5_up07DcWS89OY4Xq2QDljF_plIDD8GzX37LHv04DikTNcW1PWCjPoETguAoR0E41a8Oh-VTnRnmM-TsL3qttAtPnMcKYLc5l2h1m6Wdu7RQKZpo_UdnGgVdtQs/s400/IMG_3433.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653156264334117314" /></a>They ran a couple laps to warm up. Wes is in the lead...<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZh4jb1tVbQrUgI6Bpbbv1I-vF4UGYybxyceRUrqFlmOeUE24svj1FtIunTu9ecRVrzl83rGOCsomRuAKE6CLbHp2VaRH_U6p01ovBVS0rj06yRIL8Cp4MlrOln4PgtZcAcc-4NBj5MKo/s1600/IMG_3435.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZh4jb1tVbQrUgI6Bpbbv1I-vF4UGYybxyceRUrqFlmOeUE24svj1FtIunTu9ecRVrzl83rGOCsomRuAKE6CLbHp2VaRH_U6p01ovBVS0rj06yRIL8Cp4MlrOln4PgtZcAcc-4NBj5MKo/s400/IMG_3435.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653156257437028706" /></a>More warm-up laps...<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIbjrbJ2dOc1pKWuaOGJQMHo2wS7ekidJFmZWBYmXWYfDeCIkNbCkY-VWw0qBQ14bwlv_F0-xqxX2-PmzJBY7WTZlgXUby5oqa-TVx9V_cNNeVFVsC_TtZ7WBhnb_N7zTQvjI5wsO7-1A/s1600/IMG_3437.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIbjrbJ2dOc1pKWuaOGJQMHo2wS7ekidJFmZWBYmXWYfDeCIkNbCkY-VWw0qBQ14bwlv_F0-xqxX2-PmzJBY7WTZlgXUby5oqa-TVx9V_cNNeVFVsC_TtZ7WBhnb_N7zTQvjI5wsO7-1A/s400/IMG_3437.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653155978364887074" /></a>They boys with their buddy Cal...<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1-bnds5zjzw8mAtJc2I3gkJrDiYMCuWWwDn4X7JN4HauxpRwtpQGG-SS-7xUPQXHa2NoRlmuYnv4reMZ6fuHgWlFF9TZ6wPslDqexIManDy8XgewDr4vprienUdSoOghIvKswshVD9wA/s1600/IMG_3438.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1-bnds5zjzw8mAtJc2I3gkJrDiYMCuWWwDn4X7JN4HauxpRwtpQGG-SS-7xUPQXHa2NoRlmuYnv4reMZ6fuHgWlFF9TZ6wPslDqexIManDy8XgewDr4vprienUdSoOghIvKswshVD9wA/s400/IMG_3438.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653155976481368386" /></a>Our buddy Cal...<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigxjlmByzL_YFiRSBhYfRrPoSuQ1Mr8M29RESFzCnoHpjLM2_PqQePUTuC7EYJ76LIjqEKhj-DYM703fC-wUnIZ9huyfmimc8WCM0WULlKe4N7BUWHaqYuBHUMcTjiwwwQ5-Rz9qgfgC8/s1600/IMG_3439.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigxjlmByzL_YFiRSBhYfRrPoSuQ1Mr8M29RESFzCnoHpjLM2_PqQePUTuC7EYJ76LIjqEKhj-DYM703fC-wUnIZ9huyfmimc8WCM0WULlKe4N7BUWHaqYuBHUMcTjiwwwQ5-Rz9qgfgC8/s400/IMG_3439.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653155972268590290" /></a>Then it was time for dribbling practice. Wes concentrates and focuses on dribbling. Very good ball control Wessie!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGbqy6VG0LPrTx5uXaur1UIQDpkQM0IkZcQH4ekw52NyhAGINUxpYBzvpruSRyxDovxDO8aBlhmSIUz-pESMPnB1lVkPYwURwNm9ZHwgPTg5qzDqowHV31EjImmEKr2CrQvkvNyNEBago/s1600/IMG_3441.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGbqy6VG0LPrTx5uXaur1UIQDpkQM0IkZcQH4ekw52NyhAGINUxpYBzvpruSRyxDovxDO8aBlhmSIUz-pESMPnB1lVkPYwURwNm9ZHwgPTg5qzDqowHV31EjImmEKr2CrQvkvNyNEBago/s400/IMG_3441.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653155961248621362" /></a>Andrew's turn with his red dragon ball. Andrew was focused on precision over speed...<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7LleDmlsHnbCW56zVPExhkxPiH_uzFWZnfhBXgp1OK3bRprQiZPDcdD1NPdDhZhtLX-wbcC3YqVyQNh7QFit802TbwZtS_UT_JT3o8UdEZjDY_wLGe4GbSxABQvnSxLGot1JDJVp44cI/s1600/IMG_3442.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7LleDmlsHnbCW56zVPExhkxPiH_uzFWZnfhBXgp1OK3bRprQiZPDcdD1NPdDhZhtLX-wbcC3YqVyQNh7QFit802TbwZtS_UT_JT3o8UdEZjDY_wLGe4GbSxABQvnSxLGot1JDJVp44cI/s400/IMG_3442.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653155964962559634" /></a>More dribbling from Andrew...<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf0jo9oDHyesyvaut6c_Ow7dLhsMhyFSOz_UZT9s7MY_x6HtK7BhI5XA9AkdkfjLzUpldTe2zkkJIQUv9DNrH1uRzkvfMS5Cct_ExkWvBlAAAAgx2_uhV_5qakrOQqlGQpuw3kg8fla4Y/s1600/IMG_3443.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf0jo9oDHyesyvaut6c_Ow7dLhsMhyFSOz_UZT9s7MY_x6HtK7BhI5XA9AkdkfjLzUpldTe2zkkJIQUv9DNrH1uRzkvfMS5Cct_ExkWvBlAAAAgx2_uhV_5qakrOQqlGQpuw3kg8fla4Y/s400/IMG_3443.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653155772191747474" /></a>Oh wait, what is this? Yes, Jared finally woke up and Sweet J returned. At Jared's request, Daddy spun him in the playground and then he was ready to join the team for practice. Good footwork Jared!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_6J-Ilmxiks2HSJ_VFnDB98u2nPna_R3mDx9zsk2kS7WNxgq5ynjwuOoz5Nx___k9PEVywtS8mRzRJUhe2_YCuToCfGOBDlwj2vGusmHch2S6iod6FqzrPawuZKrwNV9-l1cAGEBvVpg/s1600/IMG_3444.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_6J-Ilmxiks2HSJ_VFnDB98u2nPna_R3mDx9zsk2kS7WNxgq5ynjwuOoz5Nx___k9PEVywtS8mRzRJUhe2_YCuToCfGOBDlwj2vGusmHch2S6iod6FqzrPawuZKrwNV9-l1cAGEBvVpg/s400/IMG_3444.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653155768712569682" /></a>Coach Alexis and Coach Hanna address the team; Jared, Wes, Andrew and Cal seen below...<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxVkJQhC45noVra_XWGMWOxNaIIZEtXpUHlQpY8jKS7tb6_jVEBbt-BuCjGAPKV9vTn3JEMbXBRV-tVI29CITuNLNxhVxLEb_4q_nnfm0Lmr9NkGR1NmzD6CxGb2UDbyItW3zczcyMCqI/s1600/IMG_3445.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxVkJQhC45noVra_XWGMWOxNaIIZEtXpUHlQpY8jKS7tb6_jVEBbt-BuCjGAPKV9vTn3JEMbXBRV-tVI29CITuNLNxhVxLEb_4q_nnfm0Lmr9NkGR1NmzD6CxGb2UDbyItW3zczcyMCqI/s400/IMG_3445.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653155766052626610" /></a>The guys!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdpBIH9KLjnFRqn0V4gO8xyIVBWMGBcv4kW3Zn_is46IZMKNqTwKST_iIZ-tl0d2rveEUtelRQg6-SY7RUB38ys8ptvvj6RnLrtrMSWunngDbzlPxtBRxUsAuvTLBp_kahVusB3UyJrrc/s1600/IMG_3447.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdpBIH9KLjnFRqn0V4gO8xyIVBWMGBcv4kW3Zn_is46IZMKNqTwKST_iIZ-tl0d2rveEUtelRQg6-SY7RUB38ys8ptvvj6RnLrtrMSWunngDbzlPxtBRxUsAuvTLBp_kahVusB3UyJrrc/s400/IMG_3447.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653155761801822610" /></a>Now, let's practice scoring some goals! Jared takes on Coach Alexis...<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglWuavZinOuKRCbQDDz4kyH6Tlo_mczcXxqQ7dBo6vj4tFT1ei6TLLKZwoUZYRKwhn3AltURZYEuJ-8YmDxpwIzo_c5-Idlj9R0ES029uRv-nCXf082hxUEfQ4Gvnpn3LFVmEhAPKyYm0/s1600/IMG_3450.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglWuavZinOuKRCbQDDz4kyH6Tlo_mczcXxqQ7dBo6vj4tFT1ei6TLLKZwoUZYRKwhn3AltURZYEuJ-8YmDxpwIzo_c5-Idlj9R0ES029uRv-nCXf082hxUEfQ4Gvnpn3LFVmEhAPKyYm0/s400/IMG_3450.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653155754372039090" /></a>Andrew's turn...<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieWX9F3cKm60HvwZKBaxk6Oht7N3lRZS-0JYrrTqjW0RZC1iGsUqWp5jMqz_d9uVzDsQa1nhnOClc0SjhZK5uhV298LUFWZpew9vxf_xhj7FkqFJyLdDGaD9CX-mwI8foLxiKCRux_Tgg/s1600/IMG_3451.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieWX9F3cKm60HvwZKBaxk6Oht7N3lRZS-0JYrrTqjW0RZC1iGsUqWp5jMqz_d9uVzDsQa1nhnOClc0SjhZK5uhV298LUFWZpew9vxf_xhj7FkqFJyLdDGaD9CX-mwI8foLxiKCRux_Tgg/s400/IMG_3451.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653155571246690770" /></a>Now it's time to scrimmage! Gotta love the girl controlling the ball with all the boys following behind...<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtZGTMSprBNIRhOYaePoty97HuJxOjWhqbI5o35VeTAMNeZIcYHgkQXEXkUOmdo2ItCwWBS7mhJ3H6Xx8hM6uz8EVjGbviqp_v861LfXLsFcBFJ5id6EnDvyNbMHi65c0cqHZ-iQLZIVA/s1600/IMG_3453.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtZGTMSprBNIRhOYaePoty97HuJxOjWhqbI5o35VeTAMNeZIcYHgkQXEXkUOmdo2ItCwWBS7mhJ3H6Xx8hM6uz8EVjGbviqp_v861LfXLsFcBFJ5id6EnDvyNbMHi65c0cqHZ-iQLZIVA/s400/IMG_3453.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653155568293523746" /></a>The little boys in yellow is our obvious star! He was always the one that would end up with the ball...<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj39ktSFizUGFvnD3qbKU-qqrbBAwHrtMXR00fAfg_-UYc941cNOiEiol_SLgCX8zbrvOcLmXdoy3AtLpLBJQkgUfLz8619gdyIiKbCC-Y2jcyJQFZLa4gDVJGoNQ6VAN-Cz7WcB2p6xOM/s1600/IMG_3454.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj39ktSFizUGFvnD3qbKU-qqrbBAwHrtMXR00fAfg_-UYc941cNOiEiol_SLgCX8zbrvOcLmXdoy3AtLpLBJQkgUfLz8619gdyIiKbCC-Y2jcyJQFZLa4gDVJGoNQ6VAN-Cz7WcB2p6xOM/s400/IMG_3454.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653155557519790642" /></a>Here we are again, the pack following our star...<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0S4Jgm746f1PYwlkJwLSQQKfQp_DoUjD-SGwDMAnqxSMMRaZXHf8O4D71oV-OaGo0fuzRaX7MuqXYWg6rgbM_4wL2-4oEhcuH0m0ensA_ae4l1Df3DPbY4wN0Y68meCNG-fCf_q1nl28/s1600/IMG_3455.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0S4Jgm746f1PYwlkJwLSQQKfQp_DoUjD-SGwDMAnqxSMMRaZXHf8O4D71oV-OaGo0fuzRaX7MuqXYWg6rgbM_4wL2-4oEhcuH0m0ensA_ae4l1Df3DPbY4wN0Y68meCNG-fCf_q1nl28/s400/IMG_3455.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653155556522465554" /></a>Alright, great practice! High 5's all around...<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7X32JEIABAcZxfCiDW3_Saur54V3iOjNb2yCvUZUcwvJNv4bSchINqtmcEN_LL7kyOi8wuP-h7l6aCFwGCEl-uOXmRJgIj6HECNfchfaPDIJ4ey_tDu_t4TBnWTqaZJUCc68GZsRApKM/s1600/IMG_3456.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7X32JEIABAcZxfCiDW3_Saur54V3iOjNb2yCvUZUcwvJNv4bSchINqtmcEN_LL7kyOi8wuP-h7l6aCFwGCEl-uOXmRJgIj6HECNfchfaPDIJ4ey_tDu_t4TBnWTqaZJUCc68GZsRApKM/s400/IMG_3456.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653155551921063570" /></a>Hands in - 1 - 2 - 3............. GO COUGARS!!!!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYNP2PACyZIS2zDHzsPAe3kd0IhpX9BfMfU7R0eTn4U8qlYmOH3Gs7QqgKbuxwWgwAoQhRGYXJRGIyuLk08_hIDrVCBVTgn4IZYIkSlO9Px4_emPhBUx_-kNwGqbrcdlSe-GpxnQoOvW8/s1600/IMG_3459.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYNP2PACyZIS2zDHzsPAe3kd0IhpX9BfMfU7R0eTn4U8qlYmOH3Gs7QqgKbuxwWgwAoQhRGYXJRGIyuLk08_hIDrVCBVTgn4IZYIkSlO9Px4_emPhBUx_-kNwGqbrcdlSe-GpxnQoOvW8/s400/IMG_3459.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653155369709153602" /></a>Our cheesy boys with their over cheesy smiles....<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgicXFxolWIyuLCQ8g4YWsAlQK9Sle6rTNwYK2q1Km59wRx27jcB64l78FwQECC8x-eSyPwuRFB5fB-Q3koeNvwwXVDK7HsldjCPUDwIdcF2MeMj3tL4pP7YY0bTlMWB_YNkERJ-5gZLKQ/s1600/IMG_3460.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgicXFxolWIyuLCQ8g4YWsAlQK9Sle6rTNwYK2q1Km59wRx27jcB64l78FwQECC8x-eSyPwuRFB5fB-Q3koeNvwwXVDK7HsldjCPUDwIdcF2MeMj3tL4pP7YY0bTlMWB_YNkERJ-5gZLKQ/s400/IMG_3460.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653155365301137810" /></a>Again with the 1-2-3.... .GO COUGARS!!! It was starting to rain at practice so you can see the rain drop on the lens here...<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXn4_4kkT-QQTuFYOqCoM5mmCGo0ybZ_QBqNqtAc2UPZ5neOKDlBxkQT7TaiIaH9DL44eIPsqPws1avlyd6ijuBTDAydV77LHqjBXUornHsCwXytuybFA2hl_qN2Y2tPyMwRTXVf4WmtQ/s1600/IMG_3461.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXn4_4kkT-QQTuFYOqCoM5mmCGo0ybZ_QBqNqtAc2UPZ5neOKDlBxkQT7TaiIaH9DL44eIPsqPws1avlyd6ijuBTDAydV77LHqjBXUornHsCwXytuybFA2hl_qN2Y2tPyMwRTXVf4WmtQ/s400/IMG_3461.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653155360089391042" /></a>It was a great first practice!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkBaMgCk4okoeNJ1Unve8Qr7PPfhL1pCNj56Jgxs7ePjlM_od9zN7KpXXH8M0SNIOkegEsdq3qPhHcu8AGr2pFy-YJ5ytr-nMMatgMloa7-pXvFDhBNVXIMqfhMUPRM0WiU5sOMntFX1c/s1600/IMG_3462.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkBaMgCk4okoeNJ1Unve8Qr7PPfhL1pCNj56Jgxs7ePjlM_od9zN7KpXXH8M0SNIOkegEsdq3qPhHcu8AGr2pFy-YJ5ytr-nMMatgMloa7-pXvFDhBNVXIMqfhMUPRM0WiU5sOMntFX1c/s400/IMG_3462.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653155358087003938" /></a>After practice, we headed to CiCi's for Pizza with our good buddy Cal and his family. It was so much fun to dine out with our new little ball players. After we arrived home and had our bath, I walked out of the bathroom to find all of my boys cuddled up watching some YouTube videos. I love these boys, all 4 of them!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrMyf8MWEfudxXtYG7Tv5bbOGs1gVzXEcTYVK-NKeZahkJPRQPkX3f8DBRiihl8-JC4NpDy_GvNwxOAbclRXPyWlRIrOoQE9u4MNewjYWe10TaeW1kG3t5e7Z4o_B-hwKTZSHWC_OMlO8/s1600/IMG_3463.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrMyf8MWEfudxXtYG7Tv5bbOGs1gVzXEcTYVK-NKeZahkJPRQPkX3f8DBRiihl8-JC4NpDy_GvNwxOAbclRXPyWlRIrOoQE9u4MNewjYWe10TaeW1kG3t5e7Z4o_B-hwKTZSHWC_OMlO8/s400/IMG_3463.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653155351797603538" /></a>We had a great first practice and our first game is tomorrow morning at 10am. I hope we learned everything we need to know in one practice. </div><div><br /></div><div>Take care,<p align="left"><span style="color:#000000;"><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/398/C42AAE995E53845A4B3230F962AC6E41.png" /></a></span></p></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982306324091626681.post-29229520797585371922011-08-21T00:02:00.005-04:002011-08-21T00:57:57.236-04:00We Needed Stitches - Take Two!<div><p align="left">Have you ever had a series of bad luck to the point that you do not want to get out of bed for fear of what else can go wrong? Well, the Darnell family is at that point.</p><p align="left">Our string of bad luck started with the Bucs terrible performance on Thursday night, followed by the loss of our truck on Friday so what could happen on Saturday, right?</p><p align="left">Saturday started off with heavy internet searching for new replacement vehicles. Mike and I quickly learned the prices of new cars and realized that even a 2008 is 10 years newer than what we were driving. This became our new definition of "new car." After breakfast, I headed outside to play with the boys and Mike got ready to hit the road and visit several car dealerships. As he was leaving, the boys were begging me to push them on the swings. As it was getting warmer, I wanted to change clothes first. </p><p align="left">We said good-bye to Daddy and we were going to head back outside to play. I wanted to change clothes so I said to the boys, "I am going to head into the room for a couple minutes, can I trust you guys for a couple minutes? You need to be good so we can go outside and play on the swings." They agreed and I headed into the room. </p><p align="left">I heard them laughing but they are usually always laughing. I was in the bedroom for maybe, maybe 3 minutes. All I did was change my clothes and put my hair in a clip. When I walked out, I sensed something was wrong as I opened the door. Oh my.... </p><p align="left">They had unlocked the water dispenser on the fridge and was using Daddy's water jug to dump water all over the kitchen tile floor. They were soaking wet and the floor was covered in a thin layer of water. They were giggling and splashing about with Wes, the ring leader, manning the water dispenser. He dumped a couple more small cups of water onto the floor before I removed it from his hands. Jared was demonstrating how they were slip sliding across the floor in the water. Come on guys, it was only a couple minutes!!! They were deep in laughter and soaking wet. I needed some time to clean the kitchen and the boys were soaking wet so I sent them outside to play while I cleaned. </p><p align="left">I spent the next 20 minutes mopping up the water and drying the kitchen floor. During this time, the boys were playing outside. I was finally done cleaning the kitchen and now it was time to clean up the boys. I opened the back door and let them inside while giving instructions to take off their wet clothes in the bathroom. Wes said, "I can't, I have a boo boo." When I looked at his knee, he had quite the gash and some blood. I did not take the time to figure out what happen but whisked him to the sink to clean him up. I took off his wet clothes and let him use the sprayer to clean off his wound. This revealed a deep cut that I sensed needed stitches as it was separated and on the knee so it would keep separating with each bend. </p><p align="left">Daddy had only started his day of car shopping about 30 minutes prior so I did not want to disrupt his day unless it was an emergency. I sent him a message with a picture and asked his opinion. We agreed to keep an eye on it for a little bit but agreed that he may need stitches. Daddy kept on car shopping. </p><p align="left">As I did not have a vehicle, I wanted to get some additional opinions, so I took to facebook. I posted the following picture of his cut and asked if everyone thought he needed stitches... </p></div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi119vWnbl5IOa4DMp9rB3WSfoXUDsiOyNCMmoCOeWFC8qRPAo-EW4-QukNrh0TGyV2gciNa1R-uJMhijm228QT19-NKdv5aSrkhiV4fCZzXCFjQ2lBgIwaYAoQdOAGbhNA8MKfs2OHc-0/s400/IMG_0063.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643157538958688354" />The overwhelming facebook consensus was that stitches were needed for it to heal properly. With that support, I reached back out to Daddy and told him that he should come home after this dealership and I would take Wes for stitches. This is what the cut looked like if I held the skin together... <div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6GuAhHVDjIrSDgE5UPJ8ynExvnU1CaxxdJWsD_qo27RTCjiBcghZ7X3IC-jFz9QT-48y4KQdp8zGf9xRbsJ-f5KKJWxUyLpJVNru1zHsKcVg6YbV6vhE4gfciq96Dx1Thgru_gq2wF_k/s1600/IMG_0062.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6GuAhHVDjIrSDgE5UPJ8ynExvnU1CaxxdJWsD_qo27RTCjiBcghZ7X3IC-jFz9QT-48y4KQdp8zGf9xRbsJ-f5KKJWxUyLpJVNru1zHsKcVg6YbV6vhE4gfciq96Dx1Thgru_gq2wF_k/s400/IMG_0062.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643157544325987890" /></a>Yes, stitches were needed. I had cleaned up Wes and put two band aids on his wound. I then asked him how he got his boo boo, assuming he received it while outside. Nope! To my surprise, he said he slipped in the kitchen. Apparently, while they were giggling and playing in the water, he slipped. He received this gash and did not cry or skip a beat, just kept playing! He went outside and still did not complain. It was not until I started to change their clothes that he even mentioned the boo boo. I still can't believe that he received this deep gash without even shedding a tear. Wowza... BOYS!</div><div>
<br /></div><div>Now remember, he did not have any clothes on and the other two were instructed to take off their clothes in the bathroom. After seeing Wes get a lot of attention, Andrew and Jared began to complain about their boo boos. So, I now had three naked children all needing 'urgent care' at the sink. I decided to indulge. Here is the line at the triage center... Andrew receiving care (actually applying his own band aid, you know 'I do it!') and Jared in the on deck position waiting for his turn... <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0f182AQArbC2nOjVMq_YLh5KsqkAxYnbxsLHms8R4S4ad9bH8Kx0v0k78Da_nnuID8hGtZGEXnqsuHB9BfaCxYQdN-w4XX5RFV33aCVQzyfqe-84FUKlWMwzNz1ZOy36mgl6L1a0F9o8/s1600/IMG_0065.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0f182AQArbC2nOjVMq_YLh5KsqkAxYnbxsLHms8R4S4ad9bH8Kx0v0k78Da_nnuID8hGtZGEXnqsuHB9BfaCxYQdN-w4XX5RFV33aCVQzyfqe-84FUKlWMwzNz1ZOy36mgl6L1a0F9o8/s400/IMG_0065.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643157535714508562" /></a>The greatest draw of the sink was being able to use the spray themselves to clean their wound, demonstrated by Jared in this picture...
<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxhgZf96SoGBR0jKLcEZObSwWVtuIAk4Fagxh9odoo8547ErhxsBlUR4DSXUYY36Man0G4hCgXNPcaQ3Wo68Un6uCM2inz0FkoqqPOFjdPNtHLRmQBiRvpANtd5Ib0xdgDufJJ4PHAPsY/s1600/IMG_0068.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxhgZf96SoGBR0jKLcEZObSwWVtuIAk4Fagxh9odoo8547ErhxsBlUR4DSXUYY36Man0G4hCgXNPcaQ3Wo68Un6uCM2inz0FkoqqPOFjdPNtHLRmQBiRvpANtd5Ib0xdgDufJJ4PHAPsY/s400/IMG_0068.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643157339622986786" /></a>It is important to note that the "injuries" decreased in severity with each patient. Here is Andrew's boo boo... (approximately 3-4 days old)
<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8_fOfMwqbTt_zh62gYiKWpDuG0BQcScqZzIXIJztwFN2ghHpdZ-jAnKb_q6_SDL06-CsKXkxsCoeZ9RECJBcyh1-rDXmfAbDqHFTs5f1skuFb14-a-_Gyaz72IzM7ukfJ83yXt88hajI/s1600/IMG_0067.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8_fOfMwqbTt_zh62gYiKWpDuG0BQcScqZzIXIJztwFN2ghHpdZ-jAnKb_q6_SDL06-CsKXkxsCoeZ9RECJBcyh1-rDXmfAbDqHFTs5f1skuFb14-a-_Gyaz72IzM7ukfJ83yXt88hajI/s400/IMG_0067.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643157335056485986" /></a>And the least severe injury on Jared, barely noticeable above the big toe...
<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbpr7fq3EF0bZrwLRBkmubtFTtQCwU-VjUq1cvgLn9FwpSUT6yIUKVOd-7TAGwG55o6LIpcfn6TUCNE34wtr1vOsJwKq61WSnF8iQrt576fJoXRZEWV8Zlwv1BuSYKUHRqe9z1HB2uRb0/s1600/IMG_0071.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbpr7fq3EF0bZrwLRBkmubtFTtQCwU-VjUq1cvgLn9FwpSUT6yIUKVOd-7TAGwG55o6LIpcfn6TUCNE34wtr1vOsJwKq61WSnF8iQrt576fJoXRZEWV8Zlwv1BuSYKUHRqe9z1HB2uRb0/s400/IMG_0071.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643157296817613858" /></a>While Jared had the least severe injury, he had the most severe limp while wearing his band aid, go figure. Once I had nursed all the injuries and cleaned up the triage area, I still had three naked boys. They were quiet and I turned around to find them like this...
<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-xqTLnPrtY8kVf93twjubmmGJ5ituixdU_v8Of5dp94tqG4A9-Y-zt8sGpr-_-cZZBG3EUxbTifvZtdC5a0K61gfcfmDvOyToYcJCkhOmwW-Ei5je28kbErnoKK_F7xKTiGMgaGLV6CY/s1600/IMG_0074.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-xqTLnPrtY8kVf93twjubmmGJ5ituixdU_v8Of5dp94tqG4A9-Y-zt8sGpr-_-cZZBG3EUxbTifvZtdC5a0K61gfcfmDvOyToYcJCkhOmwW-Ei5je28kbErnoKK_F7xKTiGMgaGLV6CY/s400/IMG_0074.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643157290918762706" /></a>They were huddled around their 'big boy phone.' In this picture, you may notice that Andrew's skin is splotchy. He struggles with sensitive skin and eczema. All of the swimming and sunscreen has really done a number on his skin but we have medicine and he is getting better. </div><div>
<br /></div><div>I needed to dress the boys and after the days we had been having, I needed some extra strength. I grabbed our Owenge Warrior shirts so we could channel the strength and energy of a really strong Warrior. This also helped me keep our events in perspective. Really, we were dealing with some small things in comparison to some other families. Thank you for that reminder Owenge Warrior! <img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-Zv2UyFETd28NaDAsoxQtjmWiITfO-hJz8d18ysrmBMCbr3Qk4nNUrbFK5FJYr4HXCbNwQqk_X_y5nQ0WNXWGuOnELLtGn17rIVaSIN0VBTyBFl0fC8QOlNHg9BVUcyGALrdpDt0xvOU/s400/IMG_0083.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643156886724215970" />For those of you that do not know, Owen is a triplet that died in May at 6 months old from SIDS. His story really hit home for us and many triplet families as he was completely healthy and part of a BBB triplet group. His color was orange and his family has claimed "Owenge" as his Warrior color. They are starting a movement to 'do good' in his honor as their way to find something positive in this. So, we dawned our Owenge shirts to find strength! </div><div>
<br /></div><div>When Daddy arrived home, I woke Wes up from his nap and we headed off to urgent care. He did not want to go see a doctor but once we were in the car, he was a champ. He waited with patience and was in very good spirits... </div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEib5wsdxo0ETaeAoc0i16z7dSp0UaHGiXE1mU2THr0MznwAMEoxWxACi2c0pXuSoPNthodog-WF8qTknHueHT4GqUUN9pKsBFnBD9V7ulsTjS3TMs5w2R0o4FeAib2In-7hn5vUdUbOpVA/s400/IMG_0102.png" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643156883728889890" />The nurses agreed that it was a 'really good cut' and stitches were needed. The next step was to apply a jelly and 'magic sticker' so his skin would numb a little bit. He did not cry or complain at all during this phase of the process. Here is his wound under his 'magic sticker'...</div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRmmhGagqz37peL6UkiZzj7sa3ejPwbckdxr-5fkgb2_irh4bg9CDeljaoc-2RHUKBOdk9PP5dqVXrEIkmj1g-d0BXdj5mOMgtdJ7q4OtisHoQSzVMw3j9ZmDP8MAdDWdJ-9r3HfID1yY/s400/IMG_0103.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643156879881225522" />My big brave boy, waiting patiently during the 20 minutes we had to wait for the jelly and magic sticker to numb his skin... </div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiREi4OdK5BW4NunQcShYitoTSp3Wjxff9sK6EaWLOP8AFDMGyEEpJ9ucb_ufDjXlG5b_Ys9bI5YLIR89qzo4HZ4H6ua9ATxvKepHFmEHj6CgOsvjwuCqufhkT1Q7fPwt1VWryzTfvpE8c/s400/IMG_0106.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643156877206358834" />During his wait, he played with my phone and the game of choice was Poppit and new game Jared introduced to us on Pogo-stick (as Jared calls it). Jared learned this game at Grandma's and they have it for the phone. Wes played this all the way during his wait and during his stitches. Once the 20 minute wait was over, Wes was cool calm and collected while they pulled the magic sticker off. He then laid back and got ready for his stitches. </div><div>
<br /></div><div>He was initially fine and then he felt the actual needle used to really numb the wound. It was at this point that he cried for the first time. He cried during the actual application of the stitches but remained still and did not fight the nurses at all. I was so proud of my big boy!!! </div><div>
<br /></div><div>When it was all over, he immediately wanted to see his knee and he laughed when he saw his stitches.... </div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvtD3NKRIdWYv4GqF3FjeK4OhERkSl8RzQLMLj_aQqJulSDimAwdQZlCk_Wq2e15BlDasEp9fPucRHoDHNwSibf6okkhPjAXGJJTGgLagsOXPYyW3C-x1v99_JKYKvMwcbZpdTod3y47Y/s400/IMG_0108.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643156871052703154" />He immediately calmed down and was excited to have a story to tell his brothers. He got his stickers and we were heading on our way! As he played the phone the entire time we were there, the battery died shortly after this picture. After we left the hospital, we headed over to Dairy Queen to split a Chocolate Fudge Brownie Waffle Bowl Sundae, Wes' choice. It was yummy! He kept saying, 'this is just for you and me.' I think he really enjoyed his one on one time. </div><div>
<br /></div><div>Once we got home, he told his brothers all about his stitches. At dinner, we talked about how Jared also had stitches when we were at Nana's house. It was at this point that Andrew realized he was the only one of the boys that has not had stitches. Well, he did not want to be left out so he started crying over and over, 'I wanna go to the doctor, I wanna go to the doctor, I wanna go to the doctor.' This crying went on for well over 30 minutes and almost until we could get them in bed. He really wanted to go to the doctor. </div><div>
<br /></div><div>He knew that I took a picture of Wes' boo-boo and shared it on fb so I told him I would also share his picture with the "doctor" and see if he needed to be seen. My lovely fb friends quickly concurred that he did not need stitches and just a band aid was needed. So, he accepted this treatment plan but still wanted to go to the doctor. </div><div>
<br /></div><div>This is the face of a very upset Andrew after we applied the band aid... </div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgab3a2EfiMbzrJK7F6BKqaV5WKsFYocz0ZHe1TjuASzPAR7HoK2Y8gBnwFRL1mYwSdfiiEDUTR7U9t2QSytZzeBaplKZ0JsX1B6PvqBJYIR6vk4kfDkModddrGPGlQ8Ce8WzlKSZKcKnQ/s400/IMG_0115.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643157285980648130" /><div style="text-align: left;">After about 30 minutes of this, I really felt spent and wanted to scream "Calgon, take me away!" However, we made it through this day and the boys were in bed. Daddy and I finally exhaled for the day and settle in to watch a video game... oops, I mean movie; Battle Los Angelos - Daddy's choice :-) </div><div style="text-align: left;">
<br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">I wanted to write this post quickly so I could share the full story of how Wes received his injury. I hope everyone was able to laugh from the story and I hope I will be able to laugh while reading it very soon. </div><div style="text-align: left;">
<br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">The moral of the story, you can't turn your back for a second!!</div><div style="text-align: left;">
<br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Take care, </div><p align="left"><span style="color:#000000;"><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/398/C42AAE995E53845A4B3230F962AC6E41.png" /></a></span></p></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982306324091626681.post-53841732410375972042011-08-19T23:11:00.001-04:002011-08-20T23:59:09.148-04:00Our Trusted Stead<div style="text-align: left;">In 2000, I welcomed my 1998 Ford Expedition into my life. She was a big and beautiful truck that initially caused me more problems than I care to list. While she had some problems that kept causing me to visit a mechanic, she kept on running and running and running!</div><div><div style="text-align: left;">
<br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">I had her for several years and had payments for more years than I should have ever financed. There was a period of time in which I was a single woman driving a very large SUV when the gas prices began to rise. I still had my payment and the amount I owed exceeded the value of the truck. So, I was stuck with her and I kept driving her and she kept on running.</div><div style="text-align: left;">
<br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">I always said that when I finally had her paid off, I would trade her in on something smaller and more fuel efficient. This was until that fateful day in 2007 when Mike and I learned we were going to fill her up... with babies! As we drove back from Jacksonville after that first ultrasound, I rubbed her dashboard and told her that I needed her and I hoped she would keep running for our family. Well, kept on running she did!</div><div><div style="text-align: left;">
<br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">She ran and ran and ran until today when she could run no more. As Jared and I were driving back home from Grandmas, the oil pressure gauge started to flip out. It was spiking and dropping over and over again. I sent a text to Mike and he suggested I immediately add oil. I pulled off at the next exit and Jared and I added a quart of oil. Mike said, "that should get you home."</div></div><div><p align="left">We got back onto I-75 and I quickly sensed that things were not going well. The oil gauge leveled out and then flat lined. I kept driving and hoping I could get home or close to home. It was not long before she started struggling to maintain her speed and the engine started sounding very rough. When I hit about 45mph, I moved into the emergency lane and kept going. I was so close to I-10 that I wanted to at least make it to that point. We got close and then she just gave out. I was able to start her one more time to get further off into the grass before calling Mike and then AAA.</p></div><div><div></div><p align="left">AAA made us a priority but it still took about 40 minutes for the tow truck to get to us. Jared was content while playing an iPhone and we were lucky to still have water in the truck as it was starting to get hot. We were also lucky because it was about 5pm. So, it was late enough in the day so it was not too hot but still early enough so it was light out.</p><p align="left">Our trusted stead also took care of us because she died right below a very clear marker so I could tell AAA exactly where we were and she died right inside the 100 mile radius covered by AAA. She was strong and caring until the very end!</p><p align="left">While she died far from home, I can not be mad at a truck that drove safely for 285,363 miles. She did her job and did it well! The end of an era... </p><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEik7Hnhyphenhyphen4BUyutpkKT1zP0pMp-o7ulxZms1tHY2xFYpKHK3QVgmGVdUSE2DsJhjF89GRYEmdNmmiONasuu81DUxDQT1sKyXC5DmIry89OnH6gXqVHIPg5bO93B7nEiD062Uy5kvcGRLfzw/s400/IMG_0038.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643147151104838082" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /><div></div><div style="text-align: center; "></div><div style="text-align: left;">We died right under this major exit sign. It was so easy to tell the AAA agent where we were located. Thank you ole girl!</div><div style="text-align: center; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgClVMH3T_ZVJC9mHSbEOvY4fs58QxKX6xjlpy3upMcDpIw9Z8ZosMWwSeBj5G9tCexUyRh_kDDuAXuAElnHR70QE6MGgEeeIEqJIBIhJST6KsQnQdNu3cSFvpFtVYFJs4lLPTMO8hg9hc/s400/IMG_0040.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643146124544023698" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /></div><div>Jared and I got to finish our ride home in Tow Truck style! Jared was excited about riding in the truck but once he got inside of the tow truck, he was a little nervous and wanted to ride in our truck. So did I baby boy, so did I. But, we both calmed down and settled in for our ride home with Mr. James. </div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSF_qLkJCeplyoB1kn6mtXORrW9zqev77OoCcHfsrbBRo59jkAnSiL8f_VBKuK2NmE9eUzEN26FKWrnUkJ-HmdDPxRWuy0_S2fQM0sYwmh8oEILZn29D4zfEW7_DBl0aE9K-UZ3uFWFnM/s400/IMG_0051.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643146326266689298" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /></div><div><div style="text-align: left;">We made it home! I hope she enjoyed her relaxing ride home. You can hold your head up high, girl! You served us well... </div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLfe-8kCfyFncOV5b9JV4tNntm6tTGgcCT7unMakNAvaa3akgRhUNCImiQtTtsHc9ww9CsL1UvHRzRcw8mv2_PV7IPCMPihTbpvf927hf77PSla6tqIsY33u45pR5-L1UD5i5W0DfYjKs/s400/IMG_0053.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643146118683562434" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /></div><div></div><p align="left">She rolls into her current resting place in front of our house... </p><p align="left"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1aavDy8Qoqivw-ZCfRlo-tkQ_x4am6zPdqrWfGiDaiUNDCZBKyrmfk47lwiI6zXCDIJKl1oklSxIS3TahvOmdNMMqB0nd7MmO3X2ieF_gGYuhgPJ-9ZuAdle7rE5JA4Nnq2fjqJ12FXg/s400/IMG_0052.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643146117483261106" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></p><div></div><p></p><p align="left">I know that this is 'just a truck' but when something has been a part of your life for 11 years, there is a special bond and connection. I was surprisingly emotional when I realized that this was finally the breakdown from which we could not recover. </p><p align="left">Over the years, she drove me to amazing destinations and drove me away from some pretty ugly ones. She was with me for the years when I was single and also carried me home from the hospital with three new babies. If she could talk, she can tell many many great stories and has heard so many laughs! She hung in there with me when I drove in excess (significant excess) of the posted speed limit and always saved me when there were some close calls. She delivered gifts to Foster children and carried us (filled to max capacity) safely across the US for the past three years. She is the truck the boys will know as their first and she became a part of my identity. Lastly, she kept her head held high even when wearing a license plate that earned her the nickname of "A Big Pig", <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">ABP</span>1G. </p><p align="left">Today, Wes and I drove up to the house and he was convinced that she was fixed. I told him that she was still broken and he said "no, she is fixed; look how clean and shiny she is." He was then convinced that if he pushed her, she would be fine. When he got out of the car, he walked behind the truck and pushed hard with both arms before conceding, she was still broken. Yes baby, she is broken. </p><p align="left">I learned to love this truck and I will miss you big girl! I am not sure where your final resting place will be but I am confident we will find someone willing to support organ donation. I am sure you have some parts that will help other trucks benefit from your determination. </p><p align="left">You were our trusted stead! </p><p align="left">Love ya,</p><p align="left"><span style="color:#000000;"><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/398/C42AAE995E53845A4B3230F962AC6E41.png" /></a></span></p></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982306324091626681.post-19781261572912721612011-08-19T21:37:00.000-04:002011-08-20T23:02:16.422-04:00Two Peas in a Pod<div>Jared spent the past week with Grandma and on Thursday, I drove to Tampa to attend the first Bucs pre-season game and bring him home. I arrived to hear all about their very fun and busy week. </div><div>
<br /></div><div>On Monday, they spent the afternoon with a visit from Pooka, Aunt Joan and Rebecca. Once their visit was over, Grandma and Jared headed over to Lakeland to have dinner with Uncle Lance and Aunt Kim. As they had visitors, Jared did not get his nap so on the drive to Uncle Lance's house, he fell asleep. Grandma had to wake him up when they arrived and this put him in a bad mood.... as it always does :-( Grandma said that he spent the entire dinner pouting on the couch and did not want to socialize (Sorry, Uncle Lance and Aunt Kim!). However, after dinner, Uncle Lance found the way to Jared's heart when he turned on their Kinect, bowling to be exact. Apparently, Jared perked right up and was ready to party! Jared l-o-v-e-s to play 'games on the TV.' He is also an expert virtual bowler. </div><div>
<br /></div><div>I was back at home on this night and also perked right up when I saw Aunt Kim post this picture on facebook. The is Jared bowling a strike... </div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLL3n5_HpKxlEH1cM02jQXORHrLyV8BYllPzmjCVuI6Y7SsrqhyTRsm60LYBpHNVhnOUH12-2tAO7CDTYTRZSbjP4yHig19etM9j9Kvr-q9TJC9CXfSFak9ql0lFspQtn66d92-o8hRUM/s1600/Jared%2527s+Strike.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLL3n5_HpKxlEH1cM02jQXORHrLyV8BYllPzmjCVuI6Y7SsrqhyTRsm60LYBpHNVhnOUH12-2tAO7CDTYTRZSbjP4yHig19etM9j9Kvr-q9TJC9CXfSFak9ql0lFspQtn66d92-o8hRUM/s400/Jared%2527s+Strike.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643132543559280386" /></a>Here is some video of Jared showing off his bowling skills...<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/75y-TM3_O9A?hl=en&fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe></div><div>
<br /></div><div>On Tuesday, their adventures continued as they met-up with Aunt Joan and Rebecca to see The Smurfs movie. In addition, they also had fun running some errands, taking care of one of Grandma's friends cat, Yoda, and just getting to know each other. </div><div>
<br /></div><div>Jared is the most sensitive and the quietest of our crew. When they boys are all together, Jared is usually not clamoring for attention and it is hard to really get to know him in the group. These individual weeks with Grandma are probably the most beneficial for developing a relationship with Jared. </div><div>
<br /></div><div>When I arrived on Thursday, we had to immediately get ready to go to the Bucs game once Jared woke up from his nap. However, on Friday morning, I had the honor if sitting back and observing the bond that had developed between Grandma and Jared. It brought a tear to my eye to see Jared finally opening up around Grandma and they were getting along like 'Two peas in a pod.' They had their own routines established such as how they get in and out of the garage. Jared would open the garage and Grandma would close it. It attempted to change this routine and I was quickly corrected by both Jared and Grandma. Jared was helping Grandma with her make-up and helping her get breakfast ready. </div><div>
<br /></div><div>Once we had lunch on Friday, it was time to leave. Jared was not happy about having to leave Grandma's house. He flat out said he was 'not leaving.' He even started to take his shoes off. We he was convinced that he was leaving, he ran to give Grandma a hug. This was not your average hug. This was a full on bear hug with both arms wrapped tightly around Grandma and his body relaxed completely into Grandma. He gripped her tight and did not want to let go. Wow, what a hug! Jared finally got into the truck and cried for a while when we waved our final good-byes to Grandma as we drove away. Apparently, he had a good time :-) </div><div>
<br /></div><div>As I mentioned, I also drove to Tampa to attend the first Bucs pre-season game against the New England Patriots. Here are the 'two peas in a pod' all ready to head to the game... </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8MWC3sh0w1OAwQ8AJTDpXcjjEsTbzUrx8Kp5WpCKPtfApL3xDN40RXpYklp0txxrNGQ-z6dA7lH8VuIRVRPa4NqkSr8du1sSdTtF4v0w2nPTCIRTCs5p_T0S3CYpbBhxkSUEz-rbAAeM/s1600/IMG_3136.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8MWC3sh0w1OAwQ8AJTDpXcjjEsTbzUrx8Kp5WpCKPtfApL3xDN40RXpYklp0txxrNGQ-z6dA7lH8VuIRVRPa4NqkSr8du1sSdTtF4v0w2nPTCIRTCs5p_T0S3CYpbBhxkSUEz-rbAAeM/s400/IMG_3136.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643132268671971522" /></a>Big smooch for Grandma...
<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbcFDoqG_8lPBXOE1xxrYDSez4QM80nmJJXtj15besEB_dqmnzeSvJ0oTI3cPKeF-AyP-vxJIv4SJ_n5dxMiM6vmRoHo1MNNFg46AZfLEQ5ibjm8AKtn3hhspFg1dnEXY6lnH1_DQ99tA/s1600/IMG_3139.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbcFDoqG_8lPBXOE1xxrYDSez4QM80nmJJXtj15besEB_dqmnzeSvJ0oTI3cPKeF-AyP-vxJIv4SJ_n5dxMiM6vmRoHo1MNNFg46AZfLEQ5ibjm8AKtn3hhspFg1dnEXY6lnH1_DQ99tA/s400/IMG_3139.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643132263616991682" /></a>My turn for a picture with Jared...
<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-hQLwhfj7hKhiYSY5R2_yEgS0X7shoI63zGgHp12z0DbeOjYvt1IORpFDgi2Xe6OTsl4MaPKQ8iLxqt2Vm1-inDRupdlvFIStO1F0pC0GITgEkupXOwvvgwU81OQdkHErddVK_1SjytQ/s1600/IMG_3133.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-hQLwhfj7hKhiYSY5R2_yEgS0X7shoI63zGgHp12z0DbeOjYvt1IORpFDgi2Xe6OTsl4MaPKQ8iLxqt2Vm1-inDRupdlvFIStO1F0pC0GITgEkupXOwvvgwU81OQdkHErddVK_1SjytQ/s400/IMG_3133.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643132265662603682" /></a>The game was disappointing, to say the least. I don't want to talk too much about the game but Jared's face in this picture really says it all...
<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh72Zf5RmuRRRht5WCaqHN1Lx4yTvv07Fuua_IqdPj5a7d5Ue5oE3f30pCytCN3n86K4QtY-fNvGt6kC0ZJtAUDsJtqExBpbaON_pXL-ilaDZ15Q2lTGvWXxX_7FyJM-aYZaj4QriMRrgU/s1600/IMG_0027.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh72Zf5RmuRRRht5WCaqHN1Lx4yTvv07Fuua_IqdPj5a7d5Ue5oE3f30pCytCN3n86K4QtY-fNvGt6kC0ZJtAUDsJtqExBpbaON_pXL-ilaDZ15Q2lTGvWXxX_7FyJM-aYZaj4QriMRrgU/s400/IMG_0027.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643132258783805314" /></a>Good thing it is just pre-season! While the stadium emptied out due to the poor display by the Bucs and the rain, we stayed until almost the bitter end. Jared and Grandma are seen here showing off their die-hard spirit even in the rain...
<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjy4KLeAMRfK9EtQaZsQuEw-d9tplQ4O8-sNp4TSYQ20HU3XxMDr9Ct6fEBY-7nRiFwWPnlg5c4vvB3788w75G6SjwQrtQte2MMGdVOj9dujhVHucOOkZa0gKOGxmQVRTKiVenBxdWRlqQ/s1600/IMG_0034.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjy4KLeAMRfK9EtQaZsQuEw-d9tplQ4O8-sNp4TSYQ20HU3XxMDr9Ct6fEBY-7nRiFwWPnlg5c4vvB3788w75G6SjwQrtQte2MMGdVOj9dujhVHucOOkZa0gKOGxmQVRTKiVenBxdWRlqQ/s400/IMG_0034.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643132254500095890" /></a>While I miss each of the boys so much when they are spending time with Grandma, I love that each of them are having an opportunity to spend one on one time with Grandma. </div><div>
<br /></div><div>Stay tuned for the adventures that follow this post! The terrible Bucs game was the beginning of a string of bad luck for the Darnell family. </div><div>
<br /></div><div>Take care,
<br /><p align="left"><span style="color:#000000;"><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/398/C42AAE995E53845A4B3230F962AC6E41.png" /></a></span></p></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982306324091626681.post-14266134364595900022011-08-18T21:19:00.001-04:002011-08-20T21:27:21.903-04:00Mr. Joe Cool<div>I was strongly encouraging Andrew and Wesley to go outside and play this morning. I wanted them to have some outside time before it got too hot. Wes finally listened and headed outside to play. He was out there for about 10 minutes and I decided to reward him with a lollipop. I walked outside and gave him the lollipop and returned inside to help Andrew who was cleaning up the play room. A few moments later, I returned to the living room and looked outside to see Wesley enjoying his lollipop.... like this... </div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTX4outhAsNrhYpmA85XfsYhLH7A8GAWs77V8ZWO9krRWJ19rXVFlPLj4aOWBuDozUMavZJ7DhewqO8kzNo_Ob4eIIJVoGILbd1keKpOS8bES3Opz3BOMgv558vpUXWC_PY7KdLigcoDo/s1600/IMG_0005%255B1%255D" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTX4outhAsNrhYpmA85XfsYhLH7A8GAWs77V8ZWO9krRWJ19rXVFlPLj4aOWBuDozUMavZJ7DhewqO8kzNo_Ob4eIIJVoGILbd1keKpOS8bES3Opz3BOMgv558vpUXWC_PY7KdLigcoDo/s400/IMG_0005%255B1%255D" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643113210337528130" /></a>I mean, seriously?!? Wes can even make eating a lollipop look cool! <div>
<br /></div><div>Mommies and Daddies, lock up your little girls, this one has a 'playa' quality hard coded in his DNA. </div><div>
<br /></div><div>Take care,
<br /><p align="left"><span style="color:#000000;"><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/398/C42AAE995E53845A4B3230F962AC6E41.png" /></a></span></p></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982306324091626681.post-12187353795744410842011-08-14T22:49:00.005-04:002011-08-14T23:06:43.044-04:00Bye-bye Baby J!<div>Last year, each of the boys spent a week alone with Grandma. It was a great time for each of boys, great for Grandma and even great for the four of us remaining back at base camp. With football season starting up, it was time to schedule the boys' visits to Grandma. </div><div>
<br /></div><div>Grandma arrived on Friday to spend the weekend with us and to take one of the boys home with her to start their week of one on one attention from Grandma! The biggest challenge that we had was deciding who was going to make the first trip to Grandma's house. We made our decision based on who is doing the best with staying dry at night. Once we made that decision, determining the first to go was simple.... Jared! Jared is our champ at night and earned the right to go with Grandma. This was a great reward for Jared and a great incentive for Andrew and Wes. </div><div>
<br /></div><div>This morning, Jared and Grandma were ready to hit the road. Wes and Andrew helped me pack his back for the trip. When I asked Wes to get his George stuffed animal, I returned to the suitcase to find that Wes had packed all three Georges in the suitcase. Once Jared was all packed it was time to pass out hugs and kisses.... </div><div>
<br /></div><div>Jared giving a hug to Wessie Kitty... </div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0PAJ0rKdY2F6kMvd7pezPnJ0KdP1DO41inDuLiTSlbpo3zrK9NGmKWsXrHSk7ha9sbgkWEbDHcXp4MA3YU4m5ThwqE-Ef3AtrPrbZdEekeV2UrN6lGiGjO2rvna3Ji-04KO_XQ3RuYTE/s1600/IMG_3116.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0PAJ0rKdY2F6kMvd7pezPnJ0KdP1DO41inDuLiTSlbpo3zrK9NGmKWsXrHSk7ha9sbgkWEbDHcXp4MA3YU4m5ThwqE-Ef3AtrPrbZdEekeV2UrN6lGiGjO2rvna3Ji-04KO_XQ3RuYTE/s400/IMG_3116.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640910015070114722" /></a>Jared says good-bye to Andrew...
<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYShIQronX-x-xHZlWOuIhgcdzdmRcENIH1eLRrcvLw_6ph4Akp1bdKOJ77GAkoF2QzYsKthc7_xPWXzF7gJyzCYXlVeiCIXC_L20PQqxG94-N7nKA0E2Lll_DUI8NGfAnWjsaYYJlHRY/s1600/IMG_3117.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYShIQronX-x-xHZlWOuIhgcdzdmRcENIH1eLRrcvLw_6ph4Akp1bdKOJ77GAkoF2QzYsKthc7_xPWXzF7gJyzCYXlVeiCIXC_L20PQqxG94-N7nKA0E2Lll_DUI8NGfAnWjsaYYJlHRY/s400/IMG_3117.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640910008672209826" /></a>Big kisses for Daddy....
<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEha8sUGwALLUYPdKSGGQjHCSzUUuyGltOtfDby0-u9nyu6rAS9mFM_96aJD-ZSIIn6NBVQCK_z8hLyas0x8hWbM1NVQVeUpnpD1vVXBgglpDPSQWKkrLvtZH2wqX6TMPNApAQKcrpXdlHo/s1600/IMG_3120.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEha8sUGwALLUYPdKSGGQjHCSzUUuyGltOtfDby0-u9nyu6rAS9mFM_96aJD-ZSIIn6NBVQCK_z8hLyas0x8hWbM1NVQVeUpnpD1vVXBgglpDPSQWKkrLvtZH2wqX6TMPNApAQKcrpXdlHo/s400/IMG_3120.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640909850021512402" /></a>Jared and Grandma wave good-bye and are ready for the road...
<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBZ3MrG_oDaSWFzIWcsixkeB0ywaT73ksLRGOgPtrSWBdBrCpBXKgXGq2P0JsfisPFZvz-5k5h9qIsOxBjjiocMy-W_QplzbVCvPvVmFHJr7Uv0ddVsaLyStIcFqERDUfuEePZTzCXgWo/s1600/IMG_3122.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBZ3MrG_oDaSWFzIWcsixkeB0ywaT73ksLRGOgPtrSWBdBrCpBXKgXGq2P0JsfisPFZvz-5k5h9qIsOxBjjiocMy-W_QplzbVCvPvVmFHJr7Uv0ddVsaLyStIcFqERDUfuEePZTzCXgWo/s400/IMG_3122.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640909846313877122" /></a>When we opened the van door, Jared saw his seat and said "there's only one seat." I think this is when it hit him that he was really going this alone. But, he was very happy... two thumbs up!
<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWAmfTStGUW7X5dZtUVchKEfu5kzVBoM4g-CfLSzVbr_StH06pSHdDHBbPt6ZHgEC4S6pz4MuymCKLNTmxsLZ9NYrLqOGWmJKbDNnMi42cP8BW9d3bnwJm65LfPymuXs4I3dqwEztwhrc/s1600/IMG_3124.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWAmfTStGUW7X5dZtUVchKEfu5kzVBoM4g-CfLSzVbr_StH06pSHdDHBbPt6ZHgEC4S6pz4MuymCKLNTmxsLZ9NYrLqOGWmJKbDNnMi42cP8BW9d3bnwJm65LfPymuXs4I3dqwEztwhrc/s400/IMG_3124.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640909841667569490" /></a>Drive safely Grandma, very precious cargo...
<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimuwxx9dygXJzBzEpYZJRE8-PiYxGRUtlx1QYG9Palztew-purrCLwqgh1ex7DJvjp0EoG4At054gRQ-b_cdKtpa858d8dccNIT_VghAG0M0fBcQjpvF-rSnBUHzBFGcZfAwZMdZSMf5Q/s1600/IMG_3125.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimuwxx9dygXJzBzEpYZJRE8-PiYxGRUtlx1QYG9Palztew-purrCLwqgh1ex7DJvjp0EoG4At054gRQ-b_cdKtpa858d8dccNIT_VghAG0M0fBcQjpvF-rSnBUHzBFGcZfAwZMdZSMf5Q/s400/IMG_3125.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640909838395093314" /></a>And there they go... waving and blowing kisses as they drive away...
<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3zMw-c1uDFR62C4N3QIHoNkFD2QqQH5oJx298niVYgnHthrEtbQOCPhbsNWoooTgwPYzhu9ipbq4Eg6rCM_7fKXLNHeMazWB9I9SrPZjSygSq_70tGOD82-O0h2w9Wh6AkRRFD7yAlS8/s1600/IMG_3126.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3zMw-c1uDFR62C4N3QIHoNkFD2QqQH5oJx298niVYgnHthrEtbQOCPhbsNWoooTgwPYzhu9ipbq4Eg6rCM_7fKXLNHeMazWB9I9SrPZjSygSq_70tGOD82-O0h2w9Wh6AkRRFD7yAlS8/s400/IMG_3126.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640909829455240082" /></a>I heard from Grandma after they arrived safely at their destination. They stopped for lunch and had a great trip. <div>
<br /></div><div>Have a lot of fun Jared and Grandma! I can't wait to see you both on Thursday and hear all about your week of fun adventures. </div><div>
<br /></div><div>Take care,
<br /><div><p align="left"><span style="color:#000000;"><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/398/C42AAE995E53845A4B3230F962AC6E41.png" /></a></span></p></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982306324091626681.post-69174058170985424722011-08-07T00:21:00.002-04:002011-08-07T00:26:22.055-04:00So We Think We Can Dance!<p align="left">One of my favorite shows is So You Think You Can Dance! I DVR each show and watch some of my favorite routines when there is nothing on TV. The boys have joined in my enjoyment of this show. However, the boys do not just watch the show.... they dance along! It's fun to watch them attempt contemporary, ball room and bollywood routines. However, their favorite routines are the hip hop routines. One favorite from this season is "The Yellow One." They request this one and ask to do it over and over again. </p><p align="left" style="text-align: left;">Here is the Team Darnell interpretation of "The Yellow One." </p><p align="left" style="text-align: center;"><iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/1VGR-ciXOIM" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe></p><p align="left">So clearly, we think we can dance!! </p><p align="left">Take care,</p><p align="left"><span style="color:#000000;"><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/398/C42AAE995E53845A4B3230F962AC6E41.png" /></a></span></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982306324091626681.post-86709191750804799332011-07-30T15:23:00.001-04:002011-07-31T15:54:18.550-04:00We Have Swimmers!<div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;">The boys completed 2 weeks of official swim lessons but were still not 'swimming.' We decided to continue their lessons with Coach Christian. For the past two weeks, he has been doing private lessons with the boys one on one. The first week, he worked with Wesley and then Andrew during the second week. During Andrew's week, there were two cancellations due to rain so there was a make-up class on Saturday. I was happy about this because I was finally able to see one of the private lessons and see how the boys were progressing on their swimming. </div></div><p align="left"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzdWZY419CPEzFIKONoYibrhBUNpbJTs-ZZMNMnGDlGBwLWzMr1GPZHOga_3w35uKmpii-BIR4F_elqWX0stFGAeeMo6fCzsOSjy766oQwbT_8ygCt55Ao5f1gJ_12vhTl7Vvjmt996Rw/s400/100_0323.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635605933022089250" /></p><p align="left">Coach Christian is so great with the boys. He is cool, calm, laid back but authoritative at the same time. They are all responding so well and really enjoy their time with Coach Christian. It's also important to note that Coach Christian also likes working with the boys and seems to enjoy his time with them as much as the boys do. This fun combination is working!</p><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOEy8bAdAGNJlMYTgsRigWa_Hho0IfzYfD6VdI982ZaCJ0CiRBBuuHeKjIzeePqpT9w7dKV9uSoQV_T_LGOKgf1jrXCTguq6WtG6xLL3V_MJ2JyIY9OGi6AXzR95YJ1UVT3OBojMw-GuE/s400/100_0322.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635605937927229186" /><p align="left" style="text-align: left;">The following is a little video from Andrew's session today.<br /></p><p align="left" style="text-align: center;"><iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/tj-qhUhgi_I" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe> </p><p align="left" style="text-align: left;">A little more of the same thing...</p><p align="left" style="text-align: center;"><iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/wR3Hv-1q5Fs" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe></p><p align="left" style="text-align: left;">Here is what it looks like from underwater....</p><p align="left" style="text-align: center;"><iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/xtAxH__qrIc" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe></p><p align="left" style="text-align: left;">I was amazed to see Andrew's progress. While the boys are having their individual sessions, the other two are practicing their skills and they are growing more and more confident and are actually swimming longer and longer distances. Jared has not had an opportunity to work with Coach Christian but has the most natural comfort in the water. Jared has very peaceful movements around the water and enjoys the quiet that comes from being still under the water. His movements are smooth and he almost too calm at times. My heart stopped a few times when I look up to see Jared completely still and floating face down in the water.</p><p align="left" style="text-align: left;">Here is some video of Wes and Jared practicing their cannonballs and then swimming to the stairs. Jared has even started diving head first into the water without any instruction! </p><p align="left" style="text-align: center;"><iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/DmsQ7QRSSmc" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe></p><p align="left" style="text-align: left;">The boys really loved showing off their skills and swimming to me then to the stairs then to me and then to the stairs... over and over again. They are turning into little fish...</p><p align="left" style="text-align: center;"><iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Zs5LI6gthAE" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe></p><p align="left">This has been such a fun summer spending time at the pool with the boys! I can't believe we are already approaching August and the time when the pool hours start to decrease because of school. This is also our last August when we are not thinking about school preparation. The boys are going to have a busy fall even without any school to worry about. We are doing Gymnastics, Musikgarten (drop-off class, yay!) and SOCCER!!! I am very excited about our first team sporting adventure. We dropped off our registration forms yesterday and are crossing our fingers that we are on the same team with our buddy Cal. </p><p align="left">I think this brings the blog up to date on our swimming progress. I am so proud of my little swimmers and how far they have come over this summer! Great job boys!</p><p align="left">Take care, </p><p align="left"><span style="color:#000000;"><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/398/C42AAE995E53845A4B3230F962AC6E41.png" /></a></span></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982306324091626681.post-29660849004387196812011-06-30T16:58:00.004-04:002011-06-30T17:08:59.660-04:00Loosing control?<p align="left">This morning, I was heading out of the door on my way to work when I realized my purse was in the bedroom. I headed back into the house to retrieve my purse from the bedroom. As I was walking into the room, I was followed by two little ducklings.... Andrew and Wesley. Andrew snuck into the room before I closed the door but Wes was trapped on the outside. I was only going to be in the room for a second to grab my purse. </p><p align="left">While in the room, Wes began yelling through the door "Andrew, open the door." He said it multiple times. </p><p align="left">I looked at Andrew and told him that we would be leaving in a second and he should not open the door. <br /><br />Then again, Wes yelled from the other side "Andrew, open the door." Andrew began to move towards the door and I reiterated by saying, "I said do not open that door." </p><p align="left">Andrew's reply, in his oh so sweet and innocent way was... "but, Wessie said open the door." </p><p align="left">I then asked Andrew, "If I tell you something and Wes tells you something different, who do you listen to?" </p><p align="left">Andrew paused for a few seconds and I could tell he was thinking hard about the right answer. Then, he provided his response .... "Wes?" </p><p align="left">Oh no my darling, I told Andrew that he always listens to Mommy or Daddy over Wes. Wesley is not in control of this house.... or is he???? Sigh.... </p><p align="left">Take care,<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: verdana, geneva, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "> </span></p><p align="left"><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/398/C42AAE995E53845A4B3230F962AC6E41.png" /></a></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982306324091626681.post-34337170776743530852011-06-14T08:32:00.002-04:002011-06-14T08:36:27.564-04:00Herding CATS<p align="left">On many days, it feels like we are doing our best to herd cats when trying to get all three boys to move in the same direction. This morning, during 'Brush teeth, wash hands and face' time, it REALLY felt like we were herding cats...</p><p align="left" style="text-align: center;"><iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/CQSQfp02j0Q" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe></p><p align="left">The boys' are frequently imitating animals and cat seems to be the favorite animal of choice. Gotta love how Jared continued to Meow while his mouth was wet. This was too funny not to share!</p><p align="left">Take care, </p><p align="left"><span style="color:#000000;"><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/398/C42AAE995E53845A4B3230F962AC6E41.png" /></a></span></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982306324091626681.post-16609280199352424382011-06-13T22:37:00.002-04:002011-06-13T22:53:15.646-04:00Cracking the 'Water' code!<p align="left">At dinner, we have started allowing the boys to prepare their own cup of ice and water. This is allowed if they choose water over milk for dinner. Tonight, Jared wanted a second cup of water but the water dispenser on the fridge was already locked. There are many reasons why we did not unlock the water and permit the second cup. However, all three of the boys got into the act of helping Jared crack the code and get to his water. The team of safe crackers were unsuccessful tonight but, the do not seem far from stumbling upon the method to unlock the water and ice. </p><p align="left" style="text-align: left;">Andrew spent the most time trying to get the water working. In the video, you will actually hear him recognize the letters W-A-T-E-R and confirm the button he is touching is water. However, still no luck! Maybe the water is just sleeping? I love how their little minds work... </p><p align="left" style="text-align: center;"><iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/haJWylQtXpM" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe></p><p align="left" style="text-align: left;">Jared also tried to gently coax the water out of the fridge. In addition to spelling and confirming the water button, Jared also recognizes I-C-E as the ice button. </p><p align="left" style="text-align: center;"><iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/E4CoBzpcx9w" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe></p><p align="left" style="text-align: left;">Wes applied minimal effort to this activity. He didn't want more water anyway.... </p><p align="left" style="text-align: center;"><iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Jh6Hzf2_a3A" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe></p><p align="left">Things are sure going to get messy when they figure out the secret. I enjoyed watching them work at solving this problem and their ability to limit their frustration when their efforts were not successful. </p><p align="left">The action of pointing out letters and then running their finger across the word as if they were reading is something that is happening more and more. In these videos, they actually spelled and then announced the right word. However, most of the time, they are spelling accurately but not getting the word correct. A few funny examples....</p><p align="left">I have a Dell computer. Yesterday, Andrew pointed to the letters, D-E-L-L and then ran his finger across the word as if reading and said "Mommy's Computer." Also yesterday, Jared pointed to the letters on his shirt that read Pro. He said, P-R-O and then read the word as "Shirt." On their bathroom stool, we have our last name, Darnell. Andrew read the letters, D-A-R-N-E-L-L and then read this as "Stool." </p><p align="left">It won't be long... </p><p align="left">Take care, </p><p align="left"><span style="color:#000000;"><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/398/C42AAE995E53845A4B3230F962AC6E41.png" /></a></span></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982306324091626681.post-90481147553249737912011-06-12T21:22:00.002-04:002011-06-12T21:29:59.066-04:00Rock 'N Roll A-B-Cs<p align="left">The boys know the A-B-C song in sung in traditional style. However, they also know the A-B-Cs in Rock 'N Roll style. Thanks Daddy! </p><p align="left" style="text-align: left;">Here is Andrew singing his 'Rock 'N Roll' A-B-Cs! Note - We realized tonight he was saying 'X' instead of 'S' and we corrected. You have to appreciate his desire to self-correct, even if he slightly missed the mark with 'F.' </p><p align="left"></p><div style="text-align: left;">Watch to the end to see the 'Rock 'N Roll' punctuation mark on the end of the song.... </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CfCOmqyISn0?hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></div><p></p><p align="left" style="text-align: left;">The 'Dad's Rock Star' jammies were perfect for tonight! Thank you Daddy!</p><p align="left" style="text-align: left;">Take care,</p><p align="left" style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/398/C42AAE995E53845A4B3230F962AC6E41.png" /></a></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982306324091626681.post-31849112951822941152011-06-09T22:08:00.000-04:002011-06-10T22:48:41.288-04:00Swimming Lessons - Day 4<div>Swimming lessons on day 4 started off with the boys wondering where was Coach Kayla. As our start time came and went, Coach Kayla was no where to be found. As there are two swim classes (beginners and advanced), the other instructor told us that he was willing to take over our class after he finished his own class. Our new instructor is Coach Christian. He was really great with the boys and the boys responded really well to him. He was more authoritative and directive with the boys. Here is our progress on Day 4....</div><div><br /></div><div>Let's start with some kicking.....</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/_QSzzvPTBxE" frameborder="0" width="425" allowfullscreen=""></iframe></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Jared's swimming progress....</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/hJmBVt5VXWs" frameborder="0" width="425" allowfullscreen=""></iframe></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left">Andrew and Wesley's swimming progress...</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/L7x4qL7RaP0" frameborder="0" width="425" allowfullscreen=""></iframe></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Jared, Andrew and Wesley's floating practice...</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Ig-Hxz0lcZ0" frameborder="0" width="425" allowfullscreen=""></iframe></div><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616780846006080834" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXKqC-aEg54deCmw1RB26_MYsSkzMJ3ZZQxfLVgrLCeh1iNYy4QfRmSZI9x85vsJ3TY_cxYhAaizFg6S3NW675tLbnBOu8HZV86wkjVeQ_4Jex9Suaua8KjBYEaz_roSoEGLBKHw1PdRQ/s400/100_0037.JPG" /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616780832301682082" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghwnQw_YDyrER5_4wcAWJhfnWiGocBt6mQoU0szA9La_lmAUUxdmRlUXa8ZeaT-unGNN2yWenxDUDYBAjCjegqQ6RRrV7By-xrpnM25Wx_ch1_zi90r_xqqbk_q7UpJX9FiGNl3LQ6OQY/s400/100_0035.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616780850522570802" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcxAeh1lGkvh74PWMcyvcAXt8xmroVxns5k6ApGVTAyMRhsbdpXGE4yskX3V-07eWo_NKdrDj32mznQBHdLyrmuU3Ipnxfro5qhUqCDDiJWk688vLAFUYtNACjtwATkNaKK0RJ74iOz1s/s400/100_0038.JPG" /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left">Coach Christian also included jumping from the side wall...</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/bT0u7304iK8" frameborder="0" width="425" allowfullscreen=""></iframe></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left">The boys had a really great class. We look forward to more of the same!</div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left">The boys are also still enjoying their swim rings.</div><div><div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEif8aZDnLbdZmFOvWRFqAXcsgnLjysYmDP-2ACxdMzEvmGwnhO9Ku9Rc28J4NKWXD5eUsgmKOpp4HQn3IeQjXK5rp96GkLa6uBcLxiOT4sSQSQI_D10TpnUXC3iKiRIm0Mtg5lWXqE2a_8/s1600/100_0015.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616780824860432818" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEif8aZDnLbdZmFOvWRFqAXcsgnLjysYmDP-2ACxdMzEvmGwnhO9Ku9Rc28J4NKWXD5eUsgmKOpp4HQn3IeQjXK5rp96GkLa6uBcLxiOT4sSQSQI_D10TpnUXC3iKiRIm0Mtg5lWXqE2a_8/s400/100_0015.JPG" /></a><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left">I really enjoy how the boys are interacting and coordinating their play very. The new game they organized today was to line up on the stairs and jump into the water...</div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEiacI1Z7EU3OFBRqqR7UQup252sfrZPWmq-KxGLp4zFhlL6uYDPuBBnQ_aN7uBWuyuJUxwqoNFG16kP5AzT_Cm5ulEs2A093MAItiCMXJl73gPk8XzvuX5_Qj0wBvZdbxRDmPsIYBAhc/s1600/100_0021.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616780511637796706" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEiacI1Z7EU3OFBRqqR7UQup252sfrZPWmq-KxGLp4zFhlL6uYDPuBBnQ_aN7uBWuyuJUxwqoNFG16kP5AzT_Cm5ulEs2A093MAItiCMXJl73gPk8XzvuX5_Qj0wBvZdbxRDmPsIYBAhc/s400/100_0021.JPG" /></a><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left">WES' BIG JUMP....</div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgS4L3LtUBYa_nedUehKeQNvNM_JDylbTVZ8HbUs4NueXPAWAKqxvg0Yofr9oCe99-SaOvY3gab1RCijw7E2ohBVT7xNLNrLsUXZj8kafZUWf6g5lD8SEeWf3P42oS-v5p1hc2yRNkpFgg/s1600/100_0018.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616780502305718354" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgS4L3LtUBYa_nedUehKeQNvNM_JDylbTVZ8HbUs4NueXPAWAKqxvg0Yofr9oCe99-SaOvY3gab1RCijw7E2ohBVT7xNLNrLsUXZj8kafZUWf6g5lD8SEeWf3P42oS-v5p1hc2yRNkpFgg/s400/100_0018.JPG" /></a><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left">Andrew takes a leap...</div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeQEKD_Hh5qxAfUNCRBnLKo6wirXKwEXN52Fnrq_UwBcmVI__5JMlVUpqbgqEG7Pw2Upfk8qfwQn2vaygLFjnNjxlx4AIl2TMSiyDHo89c7-CbIXWiggsSeoSYwu2toW4Y3oRBiGcR2-k/s1600/100_0006.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616780493201650530" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeQEKD_Hh5qxAfUNCRBnLKo6wirXKwEXN52Fnrq_UwBcmVI__5JMlVUpqbgqEG7Pw2Upfk8qfwQn2vaygLFjnNjxlx4AIl2TMSiyDHo89c7-CbIXWiggsSeoSYwu2toW4Y3oRBiGcR2-k/s400/100_0006.JPG" /></a><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left">Last but not least, go J go...</div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_nNc2n7B_E41IXdjlj3wKeFzJlJulC85v79j42J4RsmCbC_42i-PrUTy0DN0CqiHf69sTcgp1EqoxoqpdZeKn_XdT4txcBzmSrV0oAVZX1atMlg4SxrVJMErTGwDADHLgrFv9SbuZQ3s/s1600/100_0009.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616780482668211362" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_nNc2n7B_E41IXdjlj3wKeFzJlJulC85v79j42J4RsmCbC_42i-PrUTy0DN0CqiHf69sTcgp1EqoxoqpdZeKn_XdT4txcBzmSrV0oAVZX1atMlg4SxrVJMErTGwDADHLgrFv9SbuZQ3s/s400/100_0009.JPG" /></a><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left">Loving their rings...</div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwiVUymdXVTu8ofJxAhHjZAn1u6cx4m0lFHRC8X0ULpKqlkd3H7GrjlhM7ogkcrtkgyfMyl-JPtAprbYWaqmc_uyIVKitDLLkjAS5VCNQjhDD7CCx0zqM5auMMLQ8HFjw6WiZ1lHMagJg/s1600/100_0007.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616780475428715570" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwiVUymdXVTu8ofJxAhHjZAn1u6cx4m0lFHRC8X0ULpKqlkd3H7GrjlhM7ogkcrtkgyfMyl-JPtAprbYWaqmc_uyIVKitDLLkjAS5VCNQjhDD7CCx0zqM5auMMLQ8HFjw6WiZ1lHMagJg/s400/100_0007.JPG" /></a></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left">The pictures may give an idea of what they are doing but nothing compares to a little video. Here is some above water video and under water video of the boys playing their new game...</div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left">Above water...</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/6hBCstBgxCg" frameborder="0" width="425" allowfullscreen=""></iframe></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Under water...</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Sqn3PPdwXws" frameborder="0" width="425" allowfullscreen=""></iframe></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left">Grandma was with us during the first week of swimming lessons. We truly appreciated Grandma being there so Daddy could become familiar with the swimming lesson routine with another set of hands to help. The greatest assistance Grandma provided was making the bathroom runs when the boys have to go to the bathroom. Sometimes, this is everyone at once and other times it's one at a time. Here is Grandma returning from a bathroom break with her little ducklings (our new Coach in white towel at life guard stand)...</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/kzPl85vA5fE" frameborder="0" width="425" allowfullscreen=""></iframe></div><div><br /></div><div>Week 1 of swimming lessons is complete. The boys have made great progress over this week. I look forward to next week to see the continue to transition into swimmers!</div><div><br />Take care,</div><div><br /></div><div><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/398/C42AAE995E53845A4B3230F962AC6E41.png" /></a></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982306324091626681.post-75616113587856903972011-06-08T07:13:00.000-04:002011-06-09T07:45:03.328-04:00Swimming Lessons - Day 3<div>On Day 3 of swimming lessons, the boys practiced the skills already learned, moved onto floating on their backs, started to learn the back stroke and played a game to dive and grab a submerged ring. </div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Warming up... </div><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/CwZyI9tpVrk" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Practicing swimming skills - Andrew...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/zKu-BdAbc6M" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Practicing swimming skills - Jared...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/6Cd6nb3-w7Y" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Practicing swimming skills - Wesley...</div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/_1y5GIF2z6M" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Now, it was time to try it on our backs!</div><div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Andrew...</div></div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVUfSBO3Od7i2FtBwDAObJ2kSYBaf4u8P3FAnKsCPJiLvLuBqvjPNt4chomWwpvkx6vww0dgMi0ORjXRe40C78lVkX54rxaL7ih5tVa2doGQ2beubdfSUSIzZ_Xq8WDYafUxHmmzgqf4k/s400/100_0153.JPG" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616176792935450098" border="0" alt="" /><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/z4V-jw79XMQ" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Jared...</div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCHJvlk4fv1MZLEqfELVS8KKTAlHEgWP6_2oPzoRNvdYX1PIVCUM0OiStLCl2zqXthoR0d_kvw0jVC45MDfCrH33lkfJk8z7hS1EEe7YI5BMnoPHX6lrUGZBTR4LvbujWpc-XAWJmOqH4/s400/100_0152.JPG" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616176786767446562" border="0" alt="" /><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/OOG7Spy6IZ0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Wesley...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/SaDDxm65JV4" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">The last activity of the day is attempting to grab a ring that Coach Kayla drops on the stairs. Percy and Zoe, our classmates, both are able to go under the water to grab the ring. The Darnell boys are monkeys that prefer to just grab the ring with their toes...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/R7sX3SmA-10" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">After class, Andrew and Zoe continued to practice getting the ring. Andrew tried and, as you can see in the video, REALLY wanted to go under and get the ring. There were several video clips of Andrew trying to go under and Daddy encouraging him to do it. I watched last night and was trying to will him under the water but it didn't happen. Very soon, very soon... </div><div style="text-align: center;"><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LVNp5driz68?hl=en&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LVNp5driz68?hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: left;">Another great day at swimming lessons boys!!! Keep up the great work!! I look forward to going to the pool with you guys this weekend so you can show me your new skills in person. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Take care, </div><p align="left"><span><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/398/C42AAE995E53845A4B3230F962AC6E41.png" /></a></span></p></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0