Micah went to bed eagerly on Friday evening with his new soccer uniform spread out at the end of his bed. "Mom, I need to go to bed early so that I have lots of energy for my first soccer game tomorrow! And Mom, when I'm sleeping, please don't move my soccer shirt because you might put a wrinkle in it and then I won't be able to run as fast in the big game, okay?"
I think this handsome little man thought he owned the field because for the first time since he's begun playing, he's finally not the smallest or the youngest one out there. Being a tough-stuff four-year old paid off: he was the first one to score a goal for his team and his ear-to-ear grin was priceless. And, given that three of his teammates sat on the side and cried the entire game, Micah got lots of extra playing time. Seriously, there is a big difference between three and four years old!
Grady is coaching both teams so Annalyse and I have the big job of cheering our boys on and having water bottles and orange slices ready for tired players.
When Grady came home we all jumped in the car and headed to a special birthday party for a darling one-year old girl and a handsome three-year old. My friend, Melanie, is the epitome of hostess-with-the-mostess and doesn't overlook a single detail. Add to that her warm and welcoming spirit and her precious family and you are guaranteed a wonderful time.
And we really did have a wonderful time celebrating the birthdays of two little ones, enjoying fun friends, eating good food, and watching kids play and laugh!
Celia, stripped her 11-month old girl and handed me that outfit to put on Annalyse. She then rummaged through her diaper bag to find something else for her little girl... yes, I really do have friends that go to great lengths to help me because, heaven knows, when the Peeler family enters an event we are bound to need help!
As Grady was changing Annalyse and I was gathering her dirty clothes, I realized that Micah had wet his pants because he was too excited to be with new friends and toys and didn't want to bother using the bathroom. The good news is that he didn't leave a puddle inside anywhere. The bad news is that his jeans were drenched. And the really bad news is that I didn't have a change of clothes for him, because really, what mother thinks it's necessary to bring a change of clothes for a four-year old when she leaves the house? Sigh. Remember that hostess-with-the-mostess? Her quick-to-the-draw husband had an armful of pants delivered to the bathroom door faster than I had Micah undressed.
Seriously. I cannot make a scenario like this up, but I wish I was. In less than 20 minutes our family had more than left its mark on the party. I'm not sure if we'll ever be invited to a birthday party again, but regardless, Grady and I had a good laugh about the afternoon's events later that evening. It was either laugh or cry, and I'll save the tears for a later time... like when I realize we weren't invited to another party for fear the Peeler family might wreak havoc again.
And here we are at today, Tuesday. Just remember I said upfront that this was primarily a journal for my family so don't get impatient with me that this post keeps going on and on. And on. (Blah, blah, blah.)
We left Bible study and made a stop at Doolittle's for Annalyse to get her first-ever haircut. I took Grady Lee to Doolittle's for his first haircut and I've felt compelled to do the same for every kid since. They take a picture, save a lock of hair, and assemble a keepsake card for the event. For every cut hereafter, it's Great Clips all the way though.
We walked in and Miss Sassy Pants climbed up into her police car seat all on her own, reached out for a lollipop from the jar on the counter, and never made a peep or moved her head until the seven or eight snips were done. She's my girl - she likes the feel of someone else combing and washing her hair, too.
A quick trip to Target (Pfsh, who am I kidding. Is any trip to Target quick?), a stop a Home Depot for several bags of mulch, and pizza pick up, we came home for dinner and a fun time washing the van and playing in the hose. The first seasonal casualty occurred: Grady Lee tripped on the hose and has a nice shiner on his knee. Nothing that a race car bandage can't help.
Blah, blah, blah... but look at that! I'm happy for the captured details and memories of the last several days. Some of my extended family is happy for the recap since they don't live close and miss out on the daily drama that ensues. And the rest of you are happy that this post is finally finished and you can wander to more meaningful blog posts, or Pinterest searches, or Facebook updates...