Soccer and more

So, Connor had his first soccer practice last night, and to say it was an easy transition is pretty far fetched. Me being a former child soccer player thought it would and should be the coolest thing ever...I was wrong. Connor wanted nothing to do with his team, in fact, he actually asked if he could join the other team practicing on the same field. He thought it was cool when they had a race to see who could get to the ball the fastest, of course once he got there he threw himself on the ball like it was a football game. No hands, didn't go over that well to say the least. All in all it was comical. Colin had a blast, with Kent running all over the field after him in the 100 degree 5pm Texas weather. We were newbies at this and you could tell. Things to do differently; bring a chair, bring BIG HUGE water bottles, bring balls for Colin to play with, and don't expect a 4 year old to automatically know how to play soccer, it was not programmed into his DNA.

Colin has been a little talker this week, he thinks everything is funny and he has made an executive decision to not take crap from Connor anymore, and he has done it with a vengeance! The boy has a little temper, he looks like he is going to explode like a bomb and then just starts swinging...cute, but not acceptable. Everything else on the home front is good, keeping busy and working a lot, the boys are keeping us entertained in the evening and for me, at least, throughout the middle of the night...ughhh.

Till next time