April 19, 2009

April 12, 2009

We had a very low key Easter. The Bunny must have snuck in while we were sleeping and left a well stocked basket for Eli... and that crazy rabbit left eggs all over the house. It didn't take Eli long at all to find them all and put them in his basket... it took him even less time to figure out that the Easter Bunny had put chocolate and marshmellows in those eggs.

We went to Grandma and Grandpa Clarke's for Easter lunch and a little egg hunting.

It was a good day!

April 11, 2009

Easter Eggs are FUN! Right?

For some reason no matter what mommy does... she gets the boring egg dye. Next year I bet she buys the tie-dye or glitter stuff, I just know it! We did go crazy and open two different boxes of egg dye and put out every single color. We even had BROWN! Daddy made a stinky coffee egg.

It was fun and we didn't make to much of a mess.

April 9, 2009

Splish Splash I was taking a bath.... and for some reason he will only do it if the water is colored. Lee and I forgot to share this tid bit of info with Grandma when she babysat. She didn't see him put them in and when she saw the bath water changing colors she made Eli get out, rinsed him off, and she drained the water in a panic. She thought they were some sort of candy of something. Eli had a very hard time trying to explain what they were. Finally he did get it across that they were supposed to be in the water and it was ok, I think he showed her the jar they came out of. I bet that was an amusing situation, I mean if you were a fly on the wall. Grandma and Eli didn't find it amusing, hehe.

April 8, 2009

I have ruined my child... yes you read that right... he is ruined.

I'm home on spring break and Eli came downstairs today with his Easter suit that Jesi and Gran sent him and asked me to do a photoshoot. How many almost 4 year olds do you know that would do that? I mean seriously... sigh! I'm a lucky mommy. He even helped me set up and tear down. He suggested some poses, etc. It was super cute.

This is one of his poses, "a yoga pose" he says. :o)

These, of course, aren't all the pictures, but just a sampling. I can't post all 40 that turned out SUPER, that would be a bit extreme don't ya think?

April 4, 2009

Talk about the nick of time! I was released from the hospital yesterday afternoon. I'm not sure I should have even gone to Eli's game, but next week I have a chorus performance during his game/pictures so I wasn't missing this week's game! Eli was team captain today... not really sure what that means other then he goes to the middle before the game starts and he kicks the ball off at the begining, if he wins the coin toss, maybe? I guess I should ask the coaches, eh?

He played SO much better. He had a great time. He really hussled on the field and never went into that horrible goalie position, haha.



Oh and he noticed two of the girls on his team..... tisk tisk!

March 28, 2009

Oh yea, what a LLLLLOOOOONNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGGG day!

Eli's first soccer game. We were all so excited. Purple shirts, Eli couldn't be happier, ok maybe if they were pink, but purple is "da bomb" according to Will Stephens and Leslie. First thing out Coach put Eli in as goalie, "uh, Coach??" Yea, so first off Eli sees it as this 1. I don't get to wear my purple shirt like every one else. 2. I have to stand over here all by myself. 3. I don't get to kick the magic pink ball like every one else.

So he sits in the corner of the goal. Coach comes over and gives him a pep talk, high five, things seem to be better..... UNTIL the other team start coming his way with the ball. Every one is cheering, Eli takes it as them yelling at him. He drops to his knees in tears and oh yea, that is that. "THEY ARE YELLING AT ME! THEY ARE MAD AT ME!?" Coach Jason calls on his savior, wife and Kindergarden teacher Amy to save the day. She did a pretty good job. It isn't helping things that Eli was kept up very late by a babysitting Grandma and Grandpa the night before and mommy feels terrible. (At this point in time, we were all unaware that Mommy would be in the hospital by 5pm and would be there for a week.)

Eli would come off the field 4 times crying. The 3rd time I went to the other side of the field. "Eli, there is NO crying in soccer!!" It was time to get up, dust himself off and get out there and play some SOCCER!!! He was pitiful and I was having a very hard time feeling sorry for him. I said, "What is the problem Eli?" "I just hurt myself." ...rolling the eyes, heavy sigh... expecting some little dirty spot on his knee. "Where?" "My mouth." I lifted up his lip and sure enough, blood every where, this poor child and gotten head bumped during a crash for the ball and had a legitimate reason to cry... and here his heartless mother was telling him to suck it up and get back out there. I know it won't be long when there will be blood and I will be dragging him off the field and he will be trying to convince me to let him stay out there. We got some ice, some one else went in for him and he was all better.

It was a long game, that is for sure! He was barely running during the 3rd quarter and no running at all by the last quarter, he kept coming off the field trying to sit in my lap. I guess I should put him on the treadmill for some conditioning?