Here's some of the great birds that started coming to our backyard to get a bit of the birdseed we put out there.
Monday, July 18, 2011
Little bit of nature
Stonegate Hill Storm Swim Team
Another reason why we love our little neighborhood--the swim team. It is such a great experience to have Joey start his first sport team right here in the neighborhood. It is such a great environment. All the kids are so cheered on by everyone, and every kid gets a ribbon for their event, no matter what place they came in. It was a great intro into sports. And the best part-- Kimball and I could be right there swimming in the pool while Joey was practicing. No having to listen to the other ones sobs of why they wanted to get in there and swim too.



It was so cute to see him all body marked. It made it seem so official. They would mark the event, heat, and lane number on their arm.

Joey loved spending time with his best friend Alec. They had more fun coloring and playing than they did swimming.
Sunday, July 17, 2011
Warrior Romp Obstacle Race
The beginning of may we all drove to New Braunfles for Peter to do the Warrior Romp--a grueling obstacle course race benefiting wounded warriors. It was nice for me to be a cheering spectator and watch what talented people I have in my family!




And poor Kimball, all he got was a bunch of scrapes after wiping out right after the first turn. He was fine after getting another bag of Cheetos.

Here's some of the cute things Joey writes at school. They get a picture and then they are supposed to make up some sentences about it. For those of you not brushed up on 5 year old writing, I added a translation key at the bottom :) I just love seeing what his cute little mind makes up!

(I do! not want that fish in my house. The fish is too big. Why did you catch that big fish!)


Peter's car ended up being totaled. I could tell Joey was feeling lots of emotions, but he would clam up whenever I tried to talk with him. I just tried to hold him and not talk after that. Then, over a week after this happened, he came into my room during nap time with a picture he had just drwan. It was Peter's car, the suburban smashing into it, and the fire truck. It really felt like soemthing a therapist would have him draw. We talked about it for a little bit and I think that was his way of dealing with it. poor sweet boy is fine now.


The picture on the bottom Peter's birthday cake with all the candles

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