We had our homecoming game tonight (it was a mild 51 degrees) and despite a close loss, some people had a blast. By the way, in previous years I would see boys doing this and think, “What kind of parents let their kids DO this?” and now I know.. Parents just like me.
Category Archives: Isaiah
INTERCEPTION!!
Isaiah got an interception and ran 65 yards for a touchdown. And then my heart burst with pride. I totally co-created him!
Seven
The kid is a beast. He scored four touchdowns in the first scrimmage of the year. The other team didn’t score at all. Luckily for you, Internet, I’m too tired to properly brag so I’ll let the photos speak for themselves. And Isaiah? Uff da. You made your parents proud!
Should have named him Bam Bam
Bravery is being the only one who knows you’re afraid. ~Franklin P. Jones
I grasp the gasp
He’s not a momma’s boy by any stretch of the imagination, though he does spend an extraordinary amount of time trying to impress me with his unbridled, God-given strength and courage. What I mean to say is that he’s a magnet for sticky situations, like using playground equipment in ways it wasn’t meant to be...
Twisted fun
You’ve just got to love children who see a crocheted blanket and think “Oooo…ooo…let’s play twister!”
“STEEEEE-RIKEEE!”
The first time Isaiah pitched in a Little League game it was horrible. He walked eight batters and threw wild pitches every other throw. It was so bad, in fact, the coach pulled him off the mound which almosts never happens at this level of competition. That same night Isaiah’s teammates were making comments on...
Pants on fire
For two kiddos who swear they can’t stand each other, they sure do play together alot.
A fowl sight
Today there was a fire, a giant fire, to the east of our home and while there was a huge plume of smoke being carried high into the sky, I could not determine the distance of where exactly the fire was located. Darren and I, along with the kids, jumped into the van so that...
In a pickle
Can’t say that I’ve ever craved a pickle sandwich but, then again, I’ve never been an 11-year-old boy.
Victory…times four
I’m currently experiencing one of those “mom highs” when I’m bursting with pride over my children’s accomplishments. Last night our wrestling team wrestled at our conference championships and Kevin took first place (the only team member to walk away with a championship) at 160 pounds. It’s beginning to look as though Kevin has a good...
Drop and give me infinity
Oh Beloved, Precious Sons, When all your clothes have been washed, dried, folded and set carefully on your bed, the proper solution is not to cram the stacks into an overfilled drawer. The proper solution is to HANG YOUR CLOTHES IN THE FREAKIN’ CLOSET. Three weeks ago, despite my better judgment and common sense, I...
Kindness 101
Today, Elly and Isaiah are attending a Kindness Retreat with their class which is being held at a local church. Given the fact that my school district is attempting to make the world a better place by advocating kindness, and also the fact that our elementary school’s music teacher is teaching a whole grade of...
First day of them not eating every 30 minutes
Notice the joy on Kevin’s face as they headed out to the bus this morning. On the other hand, I had a HUGE smile because chances are good that my refrigerator door will not be opened for the next eight hours.
500 mg of Mommon Sense
“So what if we used it in the barn,” he argued. “The fire will kill all the germs.” How do you debate that kind of logic? It’s the same logic that prompts 11 year old boys to jump off tall ladders with open umbrellas, or to put their full weight on tree branches with diameters...
More than ten fingers
Happy 11th birthday, Mister. I love you! The birthday I spent in labor with you was the best birthday I’ll ever have.
One wind plus another wind equals no wind at all
**Due to the sensitive nature of this post, names have been changes in order to protect the guilty** We are fortunate to have central air conditioning in our home despite the fact that the unit which came with our house when we purchased it is just a little too small to cool properly on the...
Where the Wiggle Went
Isaiah is spending the night at my parent’s home which means that for the last eight hours I have not once gasped in sheer terror at a daredevil stunt nor have I had to remind anyone that standing on your head while eating dinner is inappropriate behavior. In fact, I sent mom an email asking if Isaiah was being good...
I'll have a gold finch with a squirrel chaser
Q: How many ADHD children does it take to change a light bulb? A: Let’s go ride bikes! Just when I think that Isaiah is incapable of sitting still for more than a nanosecond, I catch him on the deck rail trying to get an up close view of the gold finches we feed. He...
Can't see the forest for the bruises
You’d think I’d be used to it by now. I blame testosterone for the constant tangles my five boys instigate with each other. I guess I don’t know if it’s normal in other homes for two brothers to merely pass each other in the kitchen and end up panting for breath after wrestling for 15 minutes because, and only because,...
The Boy Den
Today is the last day of school for the children and in an attempt to begin summer vacation properly, I helped the boys clean their room. Upon doing so, I discovered a few unusual things: 1. As discussed previously, Logan placed a permanent lock on his dresser drawer- without permission. I discovered that his two brothers have figured out how to bypass this...
Please, no one say "Yeah, but can you jump off a bridge?"
In the comment section of the previous post, Jeff asked “Yeah, but can he clip them on his ears?” Isaiah’s response was “Duh!” I charged him $1 to take this photo.