On Saturday morning we had another double booking. Soccer 8:30, baseball 8:30, and Rich had to work. When I say I needed another me, I wasn't actually joking. Luckily we have grandparents who live in town and are ready to help. My dad picked up Matt to take him to his game and the rest of us headed to Ryan's game.
For the last couple of weeks Ryan has refused to play soccer. Like, kicking and screaming and leaving the field...just refused to play soccer period. We thought this soccer season was going to be fantastic because his buddy Camden (Lynn's son) plays on the same team and we thought for sure after how he was last season that he was just going to have a blast this year. That could not be farther from what has actually taken place. The first game of the year we played a team who had a boy with green socks (he's referred to in our house as just, "green-socks") who was fast, good, and competitive...he was pretty much Ryan last soccer season. So, green-socks got into Ryan's head and never left. The last couple of weekends have been stressful because we are trying to get Ryan to get back out there and play. We have done everything from take all of his fun stuff away to promise him anything just short of a new car. Because quitting and not showing up for the rest of the season was never an option.
Today...with the threat of Easter tomorrow (that's right....parents of the year), Ryan got out on the field and played...and played...and played. I kept thinking every time he came off the field he was never going back out. Last weekend, because we told him he had to play to go to a birthday party, he refused to go unless I went out with him. I was "that parent" who was walking out on the field following him so he at least stayed somewhat in the game. I had stopped taking my camera with me because I refused to post pictures of him sitting on the sideline with his mad face on. Today he played and he looked like the old Ryan. Aggressive, quick, and happy. I took a tiny video of it so I could show Rich....he wanted proof!
After Ryan's game we headed over to catch the end of Matt's baseball game. I have no pictures of that :(, but he is doing really well and loves catching. Just watching him makes my knees hurt. He also plays short-stop, I promise to take pics Wednesday night.
And because our day was only a third over, we rushed home from the game to change and then headed to Stockton for lunch with Emilie and Andersen. Emilie sent me a message a couple of weeks ago and said let's get together and catch up! I turned to Rich and said, "Should I wait for lunch for her to tell me she's pregnant or just wish her congrats now?" He said...Wait!!!! So I did, and at lunch she TOLD ME SHE IS PREGNANT!!!!!!! Lunch was so great. Andersen really couldn't be cuter and the boys just adore him! And he was SO LOVING!!! I love a boy who grabs your face and pulls you in for a big kiss and I got several!! I really could have kidnapped him and brought him home!
I have a feeling these boys might be trouble together when they get a little older!!!