Tuesday, August 30, 2011

Go Green Fire!!

This past Saturday was Leah's first soccer game. I have the privilege of being her soccer coach. At first, I was really worried about accepting this responsibility. Leah tends to be better behaved for other adults. I was expecting her to give me a hard time. Fortunately, that hasn't happened at all and I don't think it will. She has happily participated in practice and she had a great time at her first game.






This was the first soccer game for all of the kids on my team. I had a pretty good idea what it was going to be like. I was expecting something like this:



-All the kids swarm the ball at once
-The ball never really goes anywhere

-No dribbling at all

-At least one kid cries

-At least one kid looses a shoe

-Several kids stop paying attention completely

-At least one kid scores a goal for the other team

-Lots of pushing

-Several hand balls

-Kids dribble the ball in the wrong direction


This is how it really went:


-All the kids on my team paid attention to the game the entire time!

-None of my kids goofed off

-My kids dribbled the ball. Most of the goals they made were on break-aways. My kids dribbled the ball down the field, right into the goal.

-They were all good sports

-Two kids lost their shoes during the game

-One of my kids was "that one kid" that cried just about the whole time

-Unfortunately for the other team, most of their players had a very hard time paying attention and I don't think they really knew what was going on.

-A parent from the other team yelled at a kid on my team and then told me to tell him not to push. I wonder if she noticed that all the kids were pushing. That same parent also picked up a kid from their team and practically swung him at the ball so he would kick it. Psycho!

-No one scored against their own team

-My team actually stopped the ball and turned it around when they were going the wrong way

-There was lots of pushing, but only one or two hand balls.

- We won 12-0 (Leah score 2 of those 12)


I know this is a long post just to talk about one soccer game, but I am so proud of those kids. And I was really surprised! They played so well. It got to the point where I had to hold one of my kids back on defense so we would stop scoring so much. It didn't work, we just kept on scoring. The kids were aggressive (in a good way) and went for the ball every time! I hope they keep it up throughout the entire season!


And now, here are the super cute pictures of Leah in her uniform, playing. She's number 9, the biggest on the team (just like her mother was at that age! and pretty much all the years after that too)


Sarah Burgoyne, please note the complete lack of hair bows!






p.s. I don't know why there are tons of spaces between paragraphs and stuff. I tried to fix it, but stupid blogger just did what it wanted to!

Tuesday, August 23, 2011

This is the "First Day of School" post

Today was the first day of school for Eli. I think he finally managed to get excited about school yesterday when we went to back to school night and he met his very piraty teacher. Everything in her room in pirate themed. The Cat in the Hat is dressed up like a pirate. There's a boat in her room (no joke, it's a big plastic one the kids can sit in). All the cardboard pictures of animals and things on the walls have eye patches. She had pirate music playing. It was so fun! I asked her if she allowed 28 year-olds in her class. She just laughed at me. I think that means no. Sad times! Oh well, I'll just have to volunteer a lot this year.




Anyway, here's Eli's picture from this morning. And I thought I would throw in the pictures from the previous years. I like to see how big he's getting.



Today


1st Grade



Kindergarten

Saturday, August 20, 2011

Dinner conversation



Leah: Do you speak Spanish?

Mike: Si.

Leah: Do you speak English?

Mike: Yes.

Leah: THAT MEANS YOU'RE IN JAPAN!


Interesting logic, Leah.



Friday, August 19, 2011

Wednesday, August 17, 2011

Leah got a haircut!

Before




After



I had milk on my cereal this morning



But I'm not the one that put it there. I never put milk on my cereal. I think it's gross. Why was it on my Cheerios's then, you ask? Well, that's because my super, sweetheart son, Eli, got up at 6:45am and made everyone in the family cereal for breakfast. He did it without being asked. He just wanted to do something nice.


Fortunately, I heard him in the kitchen and got out of bed to see what he was doing. That's when I saw five bowls of cereal with milk and five spoons nicely set out on the table and all the food put away. I didn't complain about the milk. I eat my cereal like a good girl and said thank you. (I poured the milk out though. I like milk, but when it's on cereal, it makes me want to puke.) And I ate it quickly, before it got soggy. Some family members weren't so lucky to wake up as early as me.

Tuesday, August 16, 2011

A Chubblit of Wisdom



Pokes are pokey, because they are pokey.




This Chubblit of Wisdom was brought to you by a complete lack of privacy in the bathroom. Thank you.