My life as of late...

Well there it is...that's it. Oh wait, there's volleyball too...but I dont' have a cool picture of me playing. Ahh too bad.

My schedule goes a little something like this.

Monday-baseball practice 5:30
Tuesday-soccer practice 5:30 volleyball 6:30
Wednesday-baseball game 5:45
Thursday-baseball practice 5:30 soccer 5:30
Friday- NOTHING!!! (I love Friday's!)
Saturday-Soccer and Baseball games...usually overlapping in some annoying way.
Sunday-get ready to start all over and do it again.

Did I forget to mention Steve is Easton's coach? This is great for them...not so much for me. It is definitely better than it was last year. Trenton and Tyson are doing a MUCH better job of staying within their given perimeters. But still I get the joy of taking both the little guys when Steve is coaching. Fan-bloody-tastic.

I can't even imagine what life will be like when Trenton and Tyson are doing their things too. Is it bad that I totally support cloning?

Treasured Conversation...take two

In the van on the way to Walmart to get a last minute gift for Spencer. That's how we roll. Just so you know, if my child comes to your child's birthday party, best believe that the present was bought 30 minutes prior to the party and put together in the car on the way over. Don't believe me? Just look on the van floor, tissue paper and Walmart bags galore. Anyway, I had Easton come "help" me pick out a gift. Turns out he's not the best helper. Oh, he gave me PLENTY of ideas for his birthday, but not really any useful one's for Spencers. So he starts a conversation with me and this is how it went:
Him: Mom, I have a question for you...and I want you to tell me the truth.
Me: (very intrigued) Yes?
Him: Is the Easter bunny REALLY real?
Me: Well what do you think?
Him: I know that Santa Clause is real, and I KNOW that you're the tooth fairy, but I'm not really sure about the Easter bunny.
Me: Would you be sad if the Easter bunny weren't real?
Him: (after a moment of serious contemplation) Well, maybe Heavenly Father doesn't want me to know if you really know.
Me: Okay.
I had to laugh to myself because he is on the verge of knowing the truth but you can tell he would rather not know quite yet in hopes of keeping the magic alive...just a little bit longer.

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Treasured Conversation

In the van on the way to Walmart to get a last minute gift for Spencer. That's how we roll. Just so you know, if my child comes to your child's birthday party, best believe that the present was bought 30 minutes prior to the party and put together in the car on the way over. Don't believe me? Just look on the van floor, tissue paper and Walmart bags galore. Anyway, I had Easton come "help" me pick out a gift. Turns out he's not the best helper. Oh, he gave me plenty of ideas for his birthday, but not really any useful one's for Spencers. So he starts a conversation with me and this is how it went;

Him: Mom, I have a question for you...and I want you to tell me the truth.
Me: (very intrigued) Yes?
Him: Is the Easter bunny really real?
Me: Well what do you think?
Him: I know that Santa Claus is real, and I know that you're the tooth fairy, but I'm not really sure about the Easter bunny.
Me: Would you be sad if the Easter bunny weren't real?
Him: (after a moment of true contemplation) Well, maybe Heavenly Father doesn't want me to know if you really know.
Me: Okay.

I had to laugh to my self because he is on the verge of knowing the truth but you can tell he would rather not know quite yet in hopes of keeping the magic alive...just a little bit longer.