Fall Activities

Treyton dropped dance (sniffle, sniffle) because he wanted to try soccer this fall. So right now I'm a soccer mom. And loving it!

He's had two practices and these are the pictures from his first game. Notice the curly haired kid in the white jersery (below) kicking the ball? Well, call him Pele. He was the star. All the kids, including his own teammates just chased him around. He scored around 621 goals, I think. When they took Curly out we scored.

Treyton said he had fun but didn't seem to like being in the middle of the action. He, being on the younger and smaller side, was a little intimidated, I think. Neither Bryce nor I were into contact sports and I could see him being of that same design. We'll see. However, he really likes to run. Maybe when we get a little more experience under his belt he'll be more comfortable, who knows. This was the best attempt for the two teams to slap hands at the end. You know, good sportsmanship and all. They didn't get the lining up thing very well, but Treyton was sure to high five Curly's hand and tell him good game. I was proud of him! Do they make soccer mom bumper stickers that say something about slapping the hand of the star opponent? There must be something out there....

And Galina started up her dance class in the "good" studio. She has also taken some classes in an inferior place, but this past week her regular class resumed.

Miss Linda has lots of tricks up her sleeve. Like dancing with a feather.

Here she's surprising the kids with a blast of air and feathers from the tumbling mats. No peeking!

Galina loves Miss Linda. On her left is her friend, Libby. Love the tutu, Lib!

Finishing their turns, I caught them hanging out together.

Nigh-night time to settle down before leaving class.

And a stamp to show off to everyone we meet.

I love being a dancer's mom too! Heck, I just love being a mom!!!!

He IS Excited

My husband, Bryce is a pretty even-keeled, reserved person. In other words, the absolute opposite of me. So sometimes it's hard to tell what he really feels about things. But this weekend, I gathered the clues and concluded that he is excited for our new baby.

The first clue was when he went to Sam's club to get a special device similar to a "nanny cam". Sure, he dismissed it as something we could use to get the camper in the garage, to have extra security when and where we need it, yada, yada, yada. But really, he likes to spy on his babies and make sure all is well, protecting them if you will. He set it up in Galina's room and watched it like a movie. He mentioned more than once getting an attachment for each of the kids' rooms so we could spy on all of them. His contained enthusiasm was cute. Really cute.

The next thing he did this weekend was go on-line and order a bucket seat for his truck. Right now the max amount of people who can fit is 5...barely. With a bucket seat, we could fit 6. Did you hear that? Six! I asked him jokingly, "Why? So we can fit all 4 kids and us?" (I have always wanted more kids than him.) He answered "Yes." Simply stated but world changing for me. Four kids (if God blesses us that way) may be in the future. My heart did a flutter as any woman's would who wants to raise a school of children. Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, praise the LORD!

For anyone out there in cyberworld who is married to a reserved engineer, you know how to look for clues. The Sherlock Holmes in me may be wrong, but all the clues point to one solution: Bryce is really, really excited to be a daddy again. And he's a good one at that! Him being excited makes me even more excited. I didn't think that was possible! Yea! Yipee!