Buddies

These boys have become fast friends. Cole's dad is coaching with Richard. He played professional ball until last year. He says some of the funniest things to the kids. I am writing them down to share. Braden and Cole are both very talented, and they worked together to tag a guy out at home plate during the last game. (Braden was pitching and Cole was catching). They were so excited, and gave each other a high five after the play.

What a Great Weekend

We had a great weekend. The weather was perfect and we had lots of baseball! Sunday we had some old friends come to eat with us. I had to get a picture of these two because Parker is 5 days older than Cade! She is the cutest little thing, but I think he out-weighs her by, at least, 20 pounds.

These are of Cade, my little model. He just got his whole uniform, and he is too cute in it. He is at a game tonight. I couldn't go because the other two have standardized tests this week. They need to be well rested.

Notice the "rock star" fingers. Every picture I've taken of him lately, he has these. I happened to have one of him and Parker where he didn't.

I have a picture of Braden from his game, but I am loading these through Picasa because blogger won't work, and I couldn't get the picture up. I'll try to load it on another post.

heroes/sons quote

"You don't raise heroes; you raise sons. And if you treat them like sons, they'll turn out to be heroes, even if it's just in your own eyes." --Walter Schirra Sr.

Random Thoughts

Here in the south, the blooming azaleas are something we look forward to every spring. It marks the turning of the seasons here. Soon there will be huge azalea bushes scattered all around bursting with blooms. This is one of the azaleas in our flowerbeds. Since everything was planted in the winter, I am just now seeing what colors will unfold in the beds. I am itching to plant some annuals and more color, but it's still just a little early.

I was testing the lighting in a few different places in the house with my camera today. Cade jumped in to be my model. He's always the clown. I wanted to take this because his hair has gotten so long, and he insists on having it all spiked up to go to school. This is what it looks like when he gets home. We got a haircut right after this picture!

Here are a few more from our "photo shoot". Right in the middle of me taking the pictures outside, he says "work it!" and starts posing like crazy, moving from one side to the other. It was hysterical!

He's my "cool" kid. Always looks at himself in the mirror, and always wants to look "cool". He is such a joy.

I am the chairman of our auction committee at the kids' school. Every year we hold an auction to raise money for technology in our school. Last year we raised $15,000. It was so much fun. This year, however, we don't have many moms who will go out and gather donations, so things are a little stressful for me. I am not someone who is comfortable going into a business and asking for a donation. So you might wonder, "Why would I be the chairman of the auction committee?". Good question. At the moment, I 'm wondering the same thing. The auction is a month away and we have very few donations. I guess I need to suck it up and get busy. Just great!

Baseball is heating up. I think it's going to be a great year for Braden, and a pretty good year for Cade. We'll see with Bryce. He's playing in a league close by that he's never played in before, so I 'm hoping it will be ok. Richard isn't coaching him this year because he's coaching the other two, and you can only be so many places at once. This league has been known to have some jerk coaches who are just mean to the kids, so I am really praying that Bryce doesn't get one of those. I don't think he could take it, and I know I couldn't. We'll know by the end of the month.

I'm about halfway done with loading my pictures on the Creative Memory software. So far, I think it's going to be great. I'm really pushing Richard to let me get a laptop. I think I want an Apple. He's putting me off, but he can't hold me off for too long. I'm not very patient when it comes to those things. I have also been wanting a new lens for my camera. It's a portrait lens that takes awesome portraits. We are going to the beach at Easter, so I am going to try to get that before then.

Oh, well, I know you're probably bored to tears (if you've even made it this far). Sorry to ramble on. I'm off to put the monkeys to bed.

Believe

Happy Birthday Frank!!

Sunday was Richard's grandfather's birthday. His 91st birthday!! We had a ball game that day, but ran by to see him on the way. He is the sweetest man, and was such an important part of Richard's life growing up. He was actually the best man in our wedding. We brought him a new LSU blanket, which he didn't need, but loved anyway.

Did You Notice That I'm A Blonde?

Update: Nancy just left a comment about me searching for a gun before I went into the kids school! Please know that I was looking for "gum". I can't believe I did that! I'm telling you, it was a VERY blonde day!!!


Well, if you hadn't, you'd have noticed today. I got in the car to take the kids to school this morning, and when I went to close the garage door, the opener wasn't on my visor. I immediately thought Richard must have done something with it, so I got the extra one and then called him to check. He said he didn't touch it, so I made the kids promise they didn't touch it. After going over every possible scenario, I figured someone must have stolen it out of my car. The garage was open for a little while this morning, and I thought that must have been what happened. I mean, what else could have happened to it? I got back home and called my builder. I was going to make him call the garage people to come and change the frequency. I made the HUGE deal out of it, all the time, swearing that it could not have been misplaced. After all, I never touch it!! So I left the house to go volunteer at the kids school, I reached into my purse to get some gun and what, do you suppose, was on top? Of course, the garage door opener!! I don't know what is scarier: thinking someone had stolen it, or know that it was me and having absolutely NO recollection of touching the thing! I had to call Richard and the builder and tell them I found it. Very humbling!!

I'm not a horribly dingy blonde, but I can definitely have my moments.