Wednesday, August 22, 2012

Toddler Football Camp

In light of football season approaching, I asked Micah if he wanted to wear his Peterson jersey and do a football camp.


He gave me his best game face and indistinctly grunted. I took it as a yes.


We practiced the stance on the line.


And I told him to always look his opponent in the eyes and drool a little. He was quite the natural.


We wrapped up camp by doing some sprints. His 60 yard dash is looking pretty impressive.


All and in all, we concluded camp thinking it was most likely a foreshadowing of a 2020 Peewee Football Championship. But, what do I know? I'm just his mama. 

Monday, August 13, 2012

My Baby Grew up in a Day

Here is his before picture.

But he is just so cute, so I got a lot of "before pictures".
Then I had a hard time deciding between these two so I put them both on the blog.
This is restraining at my best. I really wanted to put them all on the blog.

So, Daddy played the barber. And Micah really liked it.

Then, I made Jon stop.
My heart couldn't take watching him grow up right before my eyes.
No matter how much I tried to convince Jon and the girls how in the mullet is these days, no one listened.

So my baby became my little boy.

My little blonde headed boy.

I spent the rest of the day wondering what on earth we had done.

But he kept flashing his big boy smile at me.
And nuzzling that soft fuzzy head in the crook of my neck.
He will always be my 4 pound baby.

Oh and speaking of growing up.
Elizabeth is letting me put her hair in a ponytail.
Then posing for pictures like this.

What is happening, people??!
My heart can hardly take all this growing up that's going on around here.


Wednesday, August 8, 2012

My Target Tales: The Tale of all Tales

So there we were. Again. I was checking out the bottom of the strawberries when a sweet elderly woman approached us. I saw her from a distance. She was kindly admiring my brood from the banana aisle. I love going to our Target this time of the morning. There are lots of gray-haired shoppers and they are generally very warm to us. It makes me miss my own grandparents.

She picked out her bananas and came over. Placing her hand on my shoulder, she squared up with my eyes, just like my grandma would. "Enjoy these days. They go by so fast!" She turned to my children with a big smile, just like any grandma would.

Then it happened. My hallmark moment of wisdom raining down on me in the Target produce came to a halting stop.

"OOOHHH YAY!! YOU LOST YOUR TEETH! GREAT JOB!" my delightful Elizabeth exclaimed.

I don't know what happened next. I think I blacked out a little.

I subtly slipped on to the cereal aisle. I was searching for a particular cereal. Apparently so was the lady behind us. She learned over near us with her eyes squinting, scanning the cereals. And I could see something coming in Elizabeth's eyes. "Maaaammaaa!!" Elizabeth's scared little voice yelled. "Why...why...why she looking at me like that? Is going to try to take me, Mama?" It's these moments when I regret ever letting her watch or read the princess stories.

Oh, well. I don't think I really needed any cereal. But I definitely needed some paper towels. So once again, I slipped away to the paper goods aisle.

Another lady in the electric wheel chair came strolling up behind me. "Excuse me, could you please get that roll of paper towels for me," she sweetly asked, pointing to the top shelf. Of course I could! But in mid-stretch, Elizabeth did it again. "Mama? Why...why...why is she so old?!" Yep. I definitely regret her knowing about Snow White and Rapunzel.

Now it was time to go. On route to the checkout line, my girls started belting out their current (and only) favorite song by Justin Bieber. "BABY! BABY! BABY! OOOOOHH!" And just when I was feeling slightly embarrassed, they took turns shouting, "Jesus is King! Jesus is King!"

And this is the Target run that made us teach Elizabeth the value of whispering. Screen all questions by us first, and don't be loud. 

You can read my other Target Tales here and here.