Games galore

We attend 3 games a week on average with Nathan playing basketball and Nathan and Lauren both playing indoor soccer. I love watching the kids play. I hate when I miss one of their games. Nathan scored his first points in his basketball game last week. He turned towards us in the bleachers and did a double arm pump with the hugest smile on his face. It made my whole week. I found myself smiling about it the next day in the car. He told us we could start calling him "Jimmer Jr." He also scored a goal in the soccer this week by slamming in a penalty kick over a whole bunch of 7 year olds heads. It was awesome. Unfortunately, Lauren got picked up by a losing soccer team who had some girls who decided not to play (wonder why?). She was such a good sport. She would always make sure to slap hands with girls on her team that scored a goal. And she made some mean catches as keeper. I love watching my kids do anything. It fulfills me. I'd be so bored without them.

I love this picture of Gray. He is in his usual spot on Daddy's lap attending another sporting event. He is such a good baby for all the dragging around he endures.

Field trip to the Firehouse

Luke's class took a field trip to the firehouse recently. It unexpectedly starting snowing pretty hard the morning of his field trip. I couldn't stand the thought of someone else driving him in that weather (even though it was down the street about 3 blocks), so i decided to go along. I was glad I went because I got to take some cute pictures of our funny little guy!

Grayden's random toys

My mom still doesn't let me live down that when Lauren was about 6 months old I didn't know what kind of "toys" to buy her. Of course my mom, mother of five, thought it was funny but being a first time mom I didn't know that "random" household items (if safe) make the best toys. Grayden has no interest in baby rattles, teething rings or squishy animals. He loves anything that is NOT a baby toy. His current favorite...an empty water bottle. He also loves the rubber pastry brush, old cell phones, and clean wipes (to name of few). He has even learned how to roll over just far enough on the changing table to pull a wipe out the box when we are changing him. Lil stinker.