Sunday, June 5, 2011

Flying Solo

So, to cheer myself up, I thought I’d make a list of the things that I enjoy about Jeff’s being gone.  After all, always look on the bright side of life and all that, right?

I was able to come up with one thing:  I can park the car in the middle of the garage instead of squeezing up to the edge so both cars will fit inside.

Huh.

I thought about listing that I can stay up late scrapbooking or reading, but, really, staying up late is something that I always regret, as I have a little one that doesn’t really like to sleep in.  So, I decided not to put that on the perk list.

So, I guess that I’m just kind of sad that he’s gone.

This week kicks off the summer activities, after two weeks of lovely, mostly restful down time.  Elijah has two baseball games this week, in addition to baseball camp.  Camp runs from 8:00 a.m. to 10:30 a.m., which is going to be a rather rude shock for my boy who now regularly sleeps until the camp end time!  I’m just glad that this will save me from feeling the need to get outside and toss a ball with him or take him to the park to practice batting, both of which are primarily Dad jobs.

Yesterday, Charlotte had her first summer activity, a day-long basketball camp at nearby Eureka College.  She really enjoyed it and even won the “Hot Shot” contest for her group of sixth graders.  She also came in second in the one-on-one competition.  We’re very proud of how she’s coming along in basketball!  As she will playing in a co-ed league come November, I’m glad that she is honing her skills and hopefully toughening up a little bit.

Charlotte has finally decided not to play soccer in the fall.  This spring, she discovered that she still has a lot of residual fear from breaking her leg last fall.  She used to be fast, aggressive, and an asset to her team.  This past season, by contrast, she was hesitant and would visibly back off if someone from the other team went after the ball as she did.  I believe that she tried her hardest, but we told her that she either needed to get over being scared or she needed to focus on another sport, as she wasn’t doing her team any good the way she was playing.  After arguing with us for a bit over fall soccer, we told her to think and pray about it and then tell us her decision.  She decided that she wouldn’t play soccer but would perhaps try softball next summer.

We think that’s probably a good call.  And, selfishly, it will be very nice to have to track two practices and two games this fall!

In other random news…as it has all over the country, it has turned hot here lately!  A friend and I met on Saturday morning at 6:30 to do a hill run, and we felt as if we were slugging through water with the high humidity.  I’m reading Facebook posts from my Mississippi running friends and feeling their pain, as I know the humidity is worse there than here!  Wow!  I’m planning to start training for a marathon in a few weeks, and I’m wondering what the reality of that will be.  Getting up before dawn to run?  Waiting until evening?  Holy smokes!

And, before I close, here’s one final story about our continuing food saga with Jeremy.  For the past week, he’s been on a vegetable strike.  Not that he likes a whole lot of vegetables to start, but he began refusing peas and carrots, squash, and sweet potatoes, which had been standards.  Then, today, we were at a restaurant lunch gathering of the small-group leadership at our church, and pizza was on the menu.  Well, I had already given Jeremy fruit and cereal and had gotten him his own cup of water that he could suck through a straw, but, as soon as I sat down with my pizza, he started pointing at it and signing “please.”

So, I gave him a bite of cheese pizza, which he immediately spat on the floor.  To show him that he really didn’t want my mushroom/pepperoni/sausage pizza, I gave him a bite of mushroom.  And wouldn’t you know…he gobbled it down and immediately asked for more!  Instead of animal crackers, he was signing “please” for mushrooms.

And tonight, he ate chicken tenders from the table.  I’m thinking that maybe I just ought to put him completely on table food.

Crazy baby!

Have a great week!

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