There's No Place Like Home: August 2012

First Day of Preschool

Today was Hayden's first day at preschool. He was so excited for school that he was dressed and ready to go before Mom and Dad were even out of bed. Besides having a sick sister, today was a golden day for him. He dutifully smiled for many pictures from me. And when he was dropped off, he is let out by a teacher at the front door, he grabbed his bag and said "Goodbye Dad, Goodbye Mommy" and was off like a flash without a look back. As Clare realized that we were leaving Hayden behind, she got very upset. She's not used to not having her playmate for any amount of the day gone. She survived since I lavished her with attention this morning (a commodity she has had to share since birth.) During the ride home he said he liked that school and he wanted to go back! Here's to a good first day!

Summer Soccer for Hayden

We thought we would give soccer another season since we only had 6 sessions. It turns out, it is still like herding cats. So officially we're taking a break from it because we can't stand another cartwheel in the field when Mom's and Dad's inner athletes are saying "Push, don't lay down, work harder". We had to remind ourselves that yes, he is 3. Anyway, he was actually getting the hang of it. It is quite backward from what you teach them for all the years preceeding this moment upon entry into sports. Don't take a ball from another kid (except for now). Pushing isn't okay (except when you're trying to get into a huddle around a ball to get your feet on it). Anyway, we finally got it and he actually was managing to steal the ball from other kids and to score goals (albeit there are no goalies at this age.) Still pretty cute little guy. Can't help taking pictures of him.

Baby soccer player in training. Hanging on the coaches every drill.

July...from the late perspective of August

Well, I'm a little, okay a lot behind. I have a good reason. These pictures were too cute (in my humble opinion) not to post. Especially for Aunt Michelle, my faithful blog reader, who has been so kind not to mention my failure to post in well over a month. Our 4th was low key. It was very hot. We did a short parade in our neighborhood around the fishing pond, followed by popcicles which turned our children patriotic colors. We had a relaxing day with snap pops to conclude. I'm going to embrace our children's lack of expectation for awhile. I'll save my major fireworks buying until they've discovered that. There was a burn ban anyway. They had a blast.