We had another great weekend of travel soccer this past weekend… (Our second of the year, incidentally. We had a great time in Asheville, too.) The highlight was that we had a couple occasions where the team listened to the coach. And even better, the lovely Jenn caught them in …
This is Oakley’s first year playing club soccer. To be quite honest, we weren’t sure how it would go. Going in, we knew she liked soccer, due to Daddy and Aspen’s influence. Now she loves it, due to Coach Brandon’s influence. Our conversation one night on the way home from …
Our chicks (the 3 human ones and the 26 poultry ones) before heading out to catch the bus. A few things to note: the colors of the shirts: yellow=Kindergarten, blue=3nd grade, tie-dye=5th grade the hair of the Oak: Robert Palmer’s Addicted to Love video the names of the chicks: soccer players …
Aspen’s yellow tomatoes in the 4-H & Youth Division (completed 4th-12th grade)
From Aspen’s most recent letter home: “Today at nature I got to hold a staff snake named Elvis. He has been at camp 17 summers! Wow! He barely moved and was so sweet!”
Wait!Oh yes, wait a minute, Mr. Postman Wait! Wai-ai-ai-ait Mr. Postman Mr. Postman, look and see (oh, yeah) If there’s a letter in your bag for me (please, please Mr. Po-o-o-stman) I been waiting such a long time (oh, yeah) Since I heard from that girl of mine.
And so ends an awesome weekend here, without a moment in a car. That’s right, we took the long weekend and went nowhere. And it was good. Yes, I ate a pile of home grown peas. Yes, I ate a pile of homemade strawberry + nutella crepes. And yes, we …
Spring break means lots of things, including substantially reduced soccer rosters. So, Oakley brought her own sister on the field for a U8 advanced league game. And while the Cheetahs weren’t able to overcome the best team in their league, Lindy didn’t look totally lost either. First, we dance!
It was a Monday evening, and I had just gotten home from school. Now I was tromping up the stairs to my room. I got upstairs and sat on my window seat. Something cracked under the seat of pants! I practically jumped up and out of my pants. Who would …
This morning, before I left for work, I said goodbye to Oakley. She responded with an upturned, “Okay!”. And so, of course, I mocked her, responding with equal pep. I mean, that is my job as her father, right? We went our separate ways for the day; me to work, …