Monday, July 18, 2011

Little bit of nature

Here's some of the great birds that started coming to our backyard to get a bit of the birdseed we put out there.

One Sunday morning on our walk we spotted this big old guy. I rhinoceros beetle. He was just about dead when we picked him up, so he only lasted a day. It was fun finding out some some facts about it.

Joey loved coming outside with me in the mornings to watch the bees getting nectar and pollen fromt he flowers. It really is an amazing thing to sit back and just watch mother nature in action. Those bees are truly amazing!

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.

warming up before the first meet

he was able to stop and flash me a smile. so cute!!!


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.
Kimball was able to tolerate the first half with some cars and a donut

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!

Peter did great!
The proud family watching and cheering as Dad came in 3rd place! What a tough guy!!!

The true highlight of the day for the boys--they were giving away Cheetos. What a great world we live in!

The boys and I played while Dad ran
We signed Joey and Kimball up for the kid race. The whole time we were trying to get the boys excited. Kimball was thrilled to do "the mud race" like Dad. Joey wanted nothing to do with it. At the very last minute before they started lining the kids up, Joey looked at me and said, "mom, I'm going to run, and I'm going to win this race!" I was so thrilled with his enthusiasm!



here's Joey leading the pack

Going through and around all the obstacles.
Running through the finish line in 1st place!!!
My determined little boy with his first place medal, still wheezing and not able to breath, but so proud of what he accomplished! I was just so proud of him!!! I didn't care if he came in dead last. It was just so good to see him go all out! Do something whole-heartedly! He can sometimes be very reserved. But he tried and I as so happy he got to see the fruits of all his hard work! He is one fast kiddo!

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.
The race was at a ski ranch--it's all cable skiing--no boats.
After all that exercising fun we went to celebrate the victories at IHOP--one of the boys favorite places to eat!
Since it was a special day we got them a ballon prize. Joey wanted a sea turtle and Kimball wanted a sword. Peter patiently took Kimball's attempts to decapitate him.

Cute, silly boys and lots of yummy food!
It was a wonderful family day!!!!
I found this in Joey's backpack one day after school. I didn't totally understand it. but I got something about wishing and getting a kiss from Joey. All I can say is that I will be a crazy mama if some girl goes after Joey when he is a teenager. I know she is only a kindergartner, but I could feel my blood boiling. What does this little girl think she's doing. Their only 5 for crying out loud!!! There should be no talk about kissing!! Needless to say Joey and I had a little talk--he was so not wanting to, but I felt it my parental duty. :) I told him how boys and girls should not kiss until after their missions (I hope I can sell him on that one), and that kids just need to play with everyone, not just 1 person. I know I'm crazy, it just caught me so off guard that this little girl was being so forward. Oh, I'm in serious trouble for those teen years!

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!
(The Lion is cheating. I do not like this game. I do not like this game. But I do.)

-He mixes up his b's and d's-
(I do! not want that fish in my house. The fish is too big. Why did you catch that big fish!)
More cute Joey notes.
Dad, I love you because you are handsome :)
So my poor traumatized Joey did his own psychotherapy. Saved me a few hundred bucks I guess. In the beginning of April, Peter was driving Joey to school as usual. As they were waiting to turn left, Peter heard a firetruck siren. The light turned green for the cars to turn left, but Peter and the car next to him stopped in the beginning of the intersection to let the firetruck pass. Unfortunately, the lady in a huge suburban behind him (who just happened to be a teacher at the school), wasn't really aware of what was going on and slammed full speed into the back of Peter's car. They all drove the 2 blocks to school and waited for the police. When Joey saw the police Peter said he burst into tears. I think he thought he was in trouble.
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.

Joey's sweet note to Dad: (Dad, it is your birthday. When you get home I will give you a hug and a kiss)
The picture on the bottom Peter's birthday cake with all the candles
Joey's cute art project and his kindergarten class.