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Monday, November 14, 2011

The End - For Now


It was a weird thing for me as a Mom, having my oldest boy play football this year.
I wasn't ready for it, the worry and the heartache of seeing my baby suit up in pads and a helmet.

But as the season wore on, it was exciting. He did so well, and suddenly before my eyes he started to grow up. He started to toughen up. My son became stronger, and less fearful, more confidant. He started to become a bigger boy.

The boy has been sheltered his whole life. I think that's a good thing really. But eventually every mama bird has to let them fly, even if it's just a bit.

He got hurt, just a bit, and he cried. He wanted to quit. But then he didn't. And he felt the joy of victory. He learned that hard work pays off.

He learned that sometimes, just sometimes, things aren't easy.


And I learned that 8 year old boys can play football. Real football. It was amazing to behold.

At the end of the season they stood undefeated as they headed into the playoffs. Our second game the boy had to learn to lose, but he handled it pretty gracefully. His dad sent him down to remove the playoffs yard sign after the game, a small mourning ceremony but he took it well.


I am so proud of him. Not for "playing football". Rather, I'm proud of him for doing something hard and not quitting. I'm proud of him for learning lessons on being tough while still being the kind, gentle boy he is.

I think he'll play next year. But it doesn't matter if he does or does not. Because this year he learned something and flew a little bit further away, then returned. Next year it will be the next thing and then the next. As along as we keep going, we're doing it right.

The End - For Now


It was a weird thing for me as a Mom, having my oldest boy play football this year.
I wasn't ready for it, the worry and the heartache of seeing my baby suit up in pads and a helmet.

But as the season wore on, it was exciting. He did so well, and suddenly before my eyes he started to grow up. He started to toughen up. My son became stronger, and less fearful, more confidant. He started to become a bigger boy.

The boy has been sheltered his whole life. I think that's a good thing really. But eventually every mama bird has to let them fly, even if it's just a bit.

He got hurt, just a bit, and he cried. He wanted to quit. But then he didn't. And he felt the joy of victory. He learned that hard work pays off.

He learned that sometimes, just sometimes, things aren't easy.


And I learned that 8 year old boys can play football. Real football. It was amazing to behold.

At the end of the season they stood undefeated as they headed into the playoffs. Our second game the boy had to learn to lose, but he handled it pretty gracefully. His dad sent him down to remove the playoffs yard sign after the game, a small mourning ceremony but he took it well.


I am so proud of him. Not for "playing football". Rather, I'm proud of him for doing something hard and not quitting. I'm proud of him for learning lessons on being tough while still being the kind, gentle boy he is.

I think he'll play next year. But it doesn't matter if he does or does not. Because this year he learned something and flew a little bit further away, then returned. Next year it will be the next thing and then the next. As along as we keep going, we're doing it right.

Saturday, September 17, 2011

I Am Not Saying Our 8 Year Old Football Team Is Good But....


Their coaching feedback at halftime went like this...
"They got ONE FIRST DOWN!!! HOW DID THAT HAPPEN???"

Lol.

I'm still laughing.

I Am Not Saying Our 8 Year Old Football Team Is Good But....


Their coaching feedback at halftime went like this...
"They got ONE FIRST DOWN!!! HOW DID THAT HAPPEN???"

Lol.

I'm still laughing.

Saturday, August 27, 2011

I Dedicate Today's Victory to Bobby Meaux...

...because he would've thought it was great.


That's all. RIP 5191.



I Dedicate Today's Victory to Bobby Meaux...

...because he would've thought it was great.

That's all. RIP 5191.

Sunday, August 14, 2011

The One Where The Boy Plays Football

So it was JAMBOREE this weekend. What that means is, there were cheerleaders and we all went out and the boys played football. It's exactly like last weekend, except there are cheerleaders. Last weekend we called it "scrimmage". This weekend we called it JAMBOREE and I guess we were supposed to be more excited.
They only played half a game and we won because we've got some mega athlete on the team who just runs into the endzone and scores every time the ball touches him. (Seriously he's like one of the top rated running backs in the country in his age group, it's nuts.)


Look at these fools double teaming my boy. Seriously, you guys are double teaming the nose tackle. Lol. Well - we're figuring he's so big, that they just freak out and go for him because it seems to keep happening.


I think the best part of jamboree might've been the ice cream after.


It was still pretty early in the day so we sent to BABYLAND GENERAL up north to see what was happening with those Cabbage Patch babies.




They have Cabbage Patch Warhol's which I thought was pretty cool.
The kids however were less than interested.




I am still not in love with the NEW Babyland General but, it's fun to stop by once in a while. And the kids definitely like it.




Miles is enamored of babies these days, so he's a huge fan.






But the real star of my day yesterday was this guy. He overcame his fear and nervousness and got out there and kicked some butt. Great Job big guy. I knew you could do it.







The One Where The Boy Plays Football

So it was JAMBOREE this weekend. What that means is, there were cheerleaders and we all went out and the boys played football. It's exactly like last weekend, except there are cheerleaders. Last weekend we called it "scrimmage". This weekend we called it JAMBOREE and I guess we were supposed to be more excited.
They only played half a game and we won because we've got some mega athlete on the team who just runs into the endzone and scores every time the ball touches him. (Seriously he's like one of the top rated running backs in the country in his age group, it's nuts.)

Look at these fools double teaming my boy. Seriously, you guys are double teaming the nose tackle. Lol. Well - we're figuring he's so big, that they just freak out and go for him because it seems to keep happening.

I think the best part of jamboree might've been the ice cream after.

It was still pretty early in the day so we sent to BABYLAND GENERAL up north to see what was happening with those Cabbage Patch babies.


They have Cabbage Patch Warhol's which I thought was pretty cool.
The kids however were less than interested.


I am still not in love with the NEW Babyland General but, it's fun to stop by once in a while. And the kids definitely like it.


Miles is enamored of babies these days, so he's a huge fan.



But the real star of my day yesterday was this guy. He overcame his fear and nervousness and got out there and kicked some butt. Great Job big guy. I knew you could do it.



Sunday, June 12, 2011

Baby No More

Well, I caved.

Over $200 spent and $200 more to go on equipment and the boy will be an official football player. Apparently he was the biggest in his age group, let's face it he's a giant.

His size and maturity are really the reasons I said yes. Plus, I think it's valuable, learning sports. I don't think he'll much care for this one, honestly, but I could be wrong. I think it's going to be hot and he's going to be pounded on and my smart, bookish son is going to think it's not all that.

But he might love it. He has desperately wanted to play for two years and I said NO. I said NO because I was worried about concussion and I was worried about spinal cord injuries and I was worried about MY SON.

However, I said yes and so we're off on the great adventure that is Football.

I'll let you know how it goes.

Baby No More

Well, I caved.

Over $200 spent and $200 more to go on equipment and the boy will be an official football player. Apparently he was the biggest in his age group, let's face it he's a giant.

His size and maturity are really the reasons I said yes. Plus, I think it's valuable, learning sports. I don't think he'll much care for this one, honestly, but I could be wrong. I think it's going to be hot and he's going to be pounded on and my smart, bookish son is going to think it's not all that.

But he might love it. He has desperately wanted to play for two years and I said NO. I said NO because I was worried about concussion and I was worried about spinal cord injuries and I was worried about MY SON.

However, I said yes and so we're off on the great adventure that is Football.

I'll let you know how it goes.

Thursday, October 11, 2007

The Long Awaited Sarah Post

Okay I've got Blogorrhea (this is the opposite of being Blogstipated) and have had so much to blog about that my head is about to explode - but I owe Sarah a post.
We made this bet on the Colts Game and the deal was, the loser had to write a post extolling the virtures of the winner - and the winner had to go ahead and write a post about the loser also extolling their virtues.
But instead of using the losers name - we had to use a list of names provied by Lumpyheads Mom. Kind of like a Madlibs only funny to the mommyblogger set.

So - here goes.

All italics should be SARAH - but since the Bucs were big losers........here we go.



* I met Brian Boitano at the Twins Club in Tamp. We were both big with our multiple children growing inside of us. But it was fun to bond with a new friend over our love of the various flavours of Tums. Hulk Hogan always seemed to have fruity ones while mine were mint.
* Eva Braun and I both knew the sexes of our twins when we met, and I was jealous she got the mixed back, BG twins.
* Coco Chanel and her husband Burt Reynolds (sorry Gabe, it just worked) invited us over for Thanksgiving when our twins were all babies, it was so much fun - having a Thanksgiving dinner with new friends and we all had ALL these babies - it was a little surreal but honestly they were probably the only family that could have invited us over for a big family meal and NOT been horrified by the mess under the high chairs. It was wonderful and fun, and makes me miss the two of them terribly if I think about it too much.
* I knew I liked Falco right off the bat when she not only knew who GWAR was, but had been to a show. I personally have never been to a GWAR show but I did once love a boy who told me I was as sexy as Slymenstra Hymen. And when I said that to Leanord Nimoy, it was like I'd met a kindred spirit. You don't meet a lot of GWAR fans in the Mommy Clubs.
* Loni Anderson and I used to make it a point to go out to dinner at least once a month, sans kids. We'd sit and giggle and drink, and drink and giggle, and order a modicum of food. Meeting Charo and spending time with her like this was the first adult friend I had ever met that I didn't work with. It was invigorating and refreshing to have such a wonderful friend. I miss her like you would not believe.
* Pia Zadora never seems to know how beautiful she is. It baffles me. She's tall and slender and has this country club elegance to her. Even in jeans or sweats. She always seems naturally at ease and comfortable. I think this is why everyone loves her so much. She's just so relaxing to people around her. People who don't like Biz Markie, are not really people worth spending any time with.
*Ryan Leaf is a good friend. She's solid. Dependable. If she is your friend, she is truly your friend. She is not the sort to say one thing and then do another. Gaving McLeod tends not to gossip, if she's talking about someone it's more likely she's wondering if they are okay rather than dishing. She has a good heart.
*Lindsay Lohan would let you crash at her house any time, if she was your friend. And she'd be glad to see you, provided you brought over a 12 pack (well you have to share some of the beer with Zac Efron he lives there too).
*Sean Preston Federline is one of the best friends I ever made, and I love her with all my heart. I would do anything for her in this world. She is genuine, she is flawed yet graceful, and she is kind. She isn't your too beautiful friend but she's so pretty. I always forget how pretty she is until I see a picture.

And well, she is great to go drinking with too.

Here's to you Sarah. I love you!

Now, what you wanna bet when the Falcons your team?

The Long Awaited Sarah Post

Okay I've got Blogorrhea (this is the opposite of being Blogstipated) and have had so much to blog about that my head is about to explode - but I owe Sarah a post.
We made this bet on the Colts Game and the deal was, the loser had to write a post extolling the virtures of the winner - and the winner had to go ahead and write a post about the loser also extolling their virtues.
But instead of using the losers name - we had to use a list of names provied by Lumpyheads Mom. Kind of like a Madlibs only funny to the mommyblogger set.

So - here goes.

All italics should be SARAH - but since the Bucs were big losers........here we go.



* I met Brian Boitano at the Twins Club in Tamp. We were both big with our multiple children growing inside of us. But it was fun to bond with a new friend over our love of the various flavours of Tums. Hulk Hogan always seemed to have fruity ones while mine were mint.
* Eva Braun and I both knew the sexes of our twins when we met, and I was jealous she got the mixed back, BG twins.
* Coco Chanel and her husband Burt Reynolds (sorry Gabe, it just worked) invited us over for Thanksgiving when our twins were all babies, it was so much fun - having a Thanksgiving dinner with new friends and we all had ALL these babies - it was a little surreal but honestly they were probably the only family that could have invited us over for a big family meal and NOT been horrified by the mess under the high chairs. It was wonderful and fun, and makes me miss the two of them terribly if I think about it too much.
* I knew I liked Falco right off the bat when she not only knew who GWAR was, but had been to a show. I personally have never been to a GWAR show but I did once love a boy who told me I was as sexy as Slymenstra Hymen. And when I said that to Leanord Nimoy, it was like I'd met a kindred spirit. You don't meet a lot of GWAR fans in the Mommy Clubs.
* Loni Anderson and I used to make it a point to go out to dinner at least once a month, sans kids. We'd sit and giggle and drink, and drink and giggle, and order a modicum of food. Meeting Charo and spending time with her like this was the first adult friend I had ever met that I didn't work with. It was invigorating and refreshing to have such a wonderful friend. I miss her like you would not believe.
* Pia Zadora never seems to know how beautiful she is. It baffles me. She's tall and slender and has this country club elegance to her. Even in jeans or sweats. She always seems naturally at ease and comfortable. I think this is why everyone loves her so much. She's just so relaxing to people around her. People who don't like Biz Markie, are not really people worth spending any time with.
*Ryan Leaf is a good friend. She's solid. Dependable. If she is your friend, she is truly your friend. She is not the sort to say one thing and then do another. Gaving McLeod tends not to gossip, if she's talking about someone it's more likely she's wondering if they are okay rather than dishing. She has a good heart.
*Lindsay Lohan would let you crash at her house any time, if she was your friend. And she'd be glad to see you, provided you brought over a 12 pack (well you have to share some of the beer with Zac Efron he lives there too).
*Sean Preston Federline is one of the best friends I ever made, and I love her with all my heart. I would do anything for her in this world. She is genuine, she is flawed yet graceful, and she is kind. She isn't your too beautiful friend but she's so pretty. I always forget how pretty she is until I see a picture.

And well, she is great to go drinking with too.

Here's to you Sarah. I love you!

Now, what you wanna bet when the Falcons your team?