Quickest Way to Get Put Out...

is to destroy stuff in my house...I'm just saying. It's not cool and I won't stand for it....

How can a shinguard protect when it's been gnawed on? ughghhhh...

something about him just looks...not right...

because his  head has been decapitated....looks like the culprit pulled tissue out of the trash in an attempt to cover his tracks

Oh lawd..not my baby's crown...not the crown....

the low down flea bag of a culprit...

hmmm...sometimes I guess you just have to have a  change of heart..... :-)

 

Think long and hard...

Well, today was Eli's 1st soccer game of the 2010 season and it was quite comical for a couple of reasons. One being that soccer games with 4-6 years are ALWAYS comical! Whether it's because they are laying on the flag posts like my son, kicking the ball once and feeling like their work on the field is done or simply because they are determined to kick the ball in the wrong goal. Watching a 6-U soccer game provides all kinds of comical relief. It was especially comical today because you-know-who was bamboozled into being the coach :-) So, yep, your girl, is the 6-U coach. This is the same girl, whose first introduction to soccer was just one year ago. The same girl, who still struggles with when there needs to be a corner kick or a goal kick. I have to say that although, it was a bit chaotic on the field today, I think everyone had fun! And that's the point of soccer when you're 4, 5 or 6, right? So, I say this...when "they" try to swindle/bamboozle/hoodwink you into being the soccer coach because its only a 2 hour per week commitment....remember to think long  and hard before you agree....

Here's some pics from today...the last one sums it all  up....look at those little people closely,  you've got a  couple ready to attack the ball, ME  in the middle of tying a shoe, one staring off into space and another not even facing our goal...believe it or not...the ref hadn't even blown the whistle.....ahhh...the joys :-)

Yep, thats my kid...

Wondering, "what did I get myself into"

Sums it all up...

Perspective of a Young Boy

While there is rarely a dull moment in my life, being the mom of a rambunctious 4-year-old, affords me the opportunity to see the world through a “fresh” set of eyes.  This morning proved that I have not actually
“heard and seen it all”.  Recently, my son has been practicing his “flattery” skills.  So, he’s constantly telling
me that I “look pretty.” Fortunately, so far, he has NOT used these compliments for his own gain.  Although, I do think that will come in due time.  So, this morning I was making my way downstairs and he’s still standing at the top of the stairs and looks down and says “you look pretty mommy”.  I say “thanks Eli” and turn to continue walking downstairs and he says “WHUUUUTT…why do you have that shirt on?” I said “because I like it. What’s wrong with my shirt?”. He says “it has poop on it”. I say “no, it doesn’t Eli”. He says “yes, it does, on your back”. I again say “no, it doesn’t” and then walk to the downstairs bathroom. So, upon further inspection of my shirt, lo and behold, there actually looks to be a medley of poop smears on my shirt. Can you say “doubling over in laughter”?  I mean even now as I type this, my eyes are teary from the memory of this conversation.  This kid NEVER ceases to amaze me.  If you didn’t realize by now, my sense of humor is a bit warped and these kinds of things are hilarious to me. I guess it would explain why I chose to make my very first post on my very first blog, a post about “poop smears”. Welcome to MY world!!!