The soccer mom...

It's official. I am now a van driving, soccer mom.

Blake's first soccer game was last night. I thought it was so funny! No referees, just the coaches out on the field basically telling the kids what to do. Bunch Ball at it's finest (and cutest!) Blake had such a huge cheering section (me, Matt, Connor, Aunt Paige, Henry, Gma Christy, Gpa Drew, Gma Annette, Gpa Gary, Uncle Mike, Aunt Alyssa, Uncle Scott), that he spent the entire time running after the ball while waving. So so cute. Can't wait for more!

4 of the 6 members of his team. Blake is #4. Yup, the one with the baggy shorts. Next year: Order an Xsmall, not a Small.

Hamming it up for the camera.

"Mommy, the sun is in my eyes."

Oh, hi mommy.

Lesson # eleventy-seven... leaving a 4-year-old alone in the bathroom is a dangerous (though hilarious) idea OR if you give a 4-year-old a lip gloss.

Blake has been a little obsessed with things I am doing. Make-up, nail polish stuff like that. He still doesn't quite get that not everyone uses that stuff! The other day I told him that girls wore eye shadow and he said, "That's ok. Someday when I marry Lexi (his grandma's cousin's daughter--adopted, calm down) I will buy her lots of eyeshadow." I told him she would probably like that.

What a funny kid!

It's a MI-RA-CLE!

Holy cow! Brooke is gonna start blogging again?!?

Okay, okay, I have been a slacker. BUT, I am gonna get going with the blog again! Stay tuned!