Mason has literally been counting the minutes....for over a year now.....until he would officially play on a T-Ball team! Thanks to Nan & Pop for all the gear he got for Christmas, he's been ready to suit up since December! Tonight was the night! We had to drop Braden off at his game so he would be there for warm up, then zoom across town for Mason's game. He got to play first base, and took that to also mean he was playing pitcher, second base and outfield, too. Seriously, he was all over the ball, and was good about listening to Coach Dad tell him to tag the base or throw it to the umpire.
Somehow, at one point, he had two balls in his glove. Our pitcher spent most of the game with his glove covering his face, and one little boy on the Blue Jays team hit the ball, then ran and grabbed it, then threw it to our pitcher, so he could tag him out. Back to the basics!
Car pool is over, and now we walk home from school everyday. Recycling Mason: Here's a booger, Momma, put it in recycling.
Frozen Custard Please Last night Braden and I attended the Playground Party hosted by The Center. On our way I promised Braden we could get some "concrete" from Freddy's (local ice cream/burger joint) which is frozen custard. Even though it was 30 minutes past his bedtime when we left the party, he had not forgotten: Braden: Mom, can I have a brick? I mean a sidewalk? Mom:What? Braden: You know, you said after the party..... Mom:(cracking up) Oh, you mean concrete? From Freddy's?
Salad in the Water Last night for dinner I fixed a refreshing pitcher of ice water with mint and lemon balm from our garden. Mason pointed to it from his high chair and declared: Mason: Salad in the water! Dollar Vacation During Braden's Birthday Lunch on the porch I asked River if she was getting excited about their family trip to Branson. River:Oh Yeah! We even get to go to Silver Dollar City! Braden: Oh Yeah, my Mom takes me to Dollar Tree! Obviously Braden has no idea what SDC is or that the Dollar Tree doesn't quite compare, but as long as it's a big deal to him. . . .we will keep going!
The Substitooth When I picked Braden up on Friday, his teacher wasn't there, but he had a substitute. This happened one other time, when Ms. Vacca had a toothache. I asked Braden who is substitute was, and he said "Nothing" Me:Was Ms. Vacca here, today? Braden: No, we had 3 different teachers. Me: Who was that man? Was he your substitute? Braden: No, Ms. Vacca was sick today, so he helped us do our work. Me: I know, Braden, that is called a substitute teacher. Braden: I thought it was a substitooth, like Ms. Vacca had before.
Hello to all! We are going to attempt to provide you with an endless source of pictures, video and stories to ooh and aaah at until your heart is content. As Braden reminds Blake every morning as he leaves for work "don't be boring" we will try not to be boring! We thought life was interesting with Braden, now that we've added Mason to the mix we've learned new levels of parenthood!