I will kick off this week's email with a statement that I consider to be the most important thing I will say all day.
You all know what it means. You all will remember in your own way. We all stand together as Americans in remembrance.
Soooo... what are you up to these days? For us it's, school work and housework and work work and sports. Oh, are you tired of listening to me talk about sports? Too bad... cause we are in the thick of it and I'm gonna talk about it - probably a lot - for the next few months, scratch that... it's likely more like the next many years...
This weekend we have first regular season games for both Quinn and Spencer. I'm most excited that they do not overlap and we will all get to see both of them. Yay! I'm also excited to see some lacrosse. Since Bob is coaching lacrosse this fall he's had to go to all the lax practices while I've been at football or home with the LBs. I have yet to see Quinn play and that makes me sad. Also, lacrosse is just fun!
I'm also excited/nervous to see the football game. I *think* Spencer will play much more than he did last year. I *hope* he has done enough to start. I really have no idea though. What I do know is that regardless of his game-time playing minutes, I'm already more proud of that child than I could probably ever say. I know I've talked about this before, but I'm continued to be blown away by the changes in him.
Stay tuned... I'll give everyone an update on game results next week - or watch Facebook!
We ALSO got to start Zane's flag football season this past week, so we'll get to watch a flag football game this weekend too. You guys, I had forgotten just how ADORABLE little kids playing sports are. I mean - SUPER ADORABLE! I know there were some first time parents there who were probably taking things way more seriously than me, but I just couldn't stop smiling and laughing. Zane had no idea what he was doing. The coaches, God Bless them, had to move him and position him and remind him and prod him the entire time. He's 4 and playing with 4, 5, and 6 year olds. I think (just from watching) there's only one other kid who hasn't played before. I know he'll get it and I have no need to worry about the fact that Quinn was referring to him as a "statue" by the end of the game. LOL I soaked in the experience and relished every time he looked up at us and waved with his fruit punch flavored mouth piece hanging out of his mouth. It was such a cute experience!
I had a conversation related to this very recently and I know I've talked about this before. But it's worth repeating. I consider myself to be more blessed than I deserve to be able to experience all of these childhood moments all over again. Without the little guys, my days of first time games and wide eyed wonder and nervous hops would probably be over. I have perspective now that I didn't have the first time around. It makes this whole journey way more fun. I can tell you from very personal experience that there are a million things that I didn't stop and appreciate when the big guys were little. And now, I consider it my privilege to get to do it all again!
Well maybe except for the homework part... that still sucks!