One day at a time...

Sunday, June 3, 2012

Hummingbird Soccer

Because we have so much free time these days, I decided to sign Morgan up for a 6-week soccer stint at the Tallmadge Rec. It's run by Jump Start sports and only an hour a week on Sundays so it really wasn't so bad. She was in the Hummingbird division on the Royal Blue team. I'm not sure if Morgan will be a big fan of soccer much to Uncle Corey's dismay. She's not exactly real aggressive when it comes to doing the drills or when they play actual games. She will get in the mix for a little bit, then get bored and find something else to do. She really likes the water breaks, and playing her favorite game, What Time is it Mr. Fox?. I don't think she's the next Mia Hamm quite yet though.

Enjoying one of those water breaks!

Squishing the bug.

She got to be a fox during the Mr. Fox game.

Again, another water break.

Waiting for her medal.

Finding it to be utter bullshit that she can't participate in any of Morgan's sports.

Cheering for the yellow team!

Showing off her medal.

Last team huddle.

Officially a soccer player!

A Lesson in Last Names

A lesson in my last name of course! Well actually, my husband's last name. For those of you who don't know how to pronounce it here ya go: Stoy-coy. If anyone with this last name tries to tell you it's Japanese, Asian, French, etc. they are lying because they are tired of being asked this question. So here is fun fact #2: Stoicoiu is Romanian. Paul is one of two boys on his Dad's side of the family that can carry on the name. So far? Paul and Tommy are a combined 0 for 4. Yup, 4 girls. It's possible this name could die with them. I'm not sure if that's good or bad. Even weirder, of all the girls they could pick to marry they pick a Kristy and a Krista. One letter different. That's as close as I'm going to get to having someone with the exact same name as me. Stoicoiu isn't really a Smith (or Graham or Kennedy ;)) type of last name. My poor, poor children.

Recently one of Paul's uncles passed away and all the cousins got to see each other at the funeral. We had all been talking about getting together for a while so shortly after the funeral we talked and actually found a weekend day where everyone could get together. I'd never even actually met a couple of Paul's cousins and it had been a while since I had seen the ones I had met. Lucky for us FB keeps us in touch. There are 6 kids between all of us so it was nice to see all of them...especially the newbies, Tenley and Bentley!

The boys, having a moment..

Peyton! Or "the big kid" as Morgan refers to her.

Dee and Miss Bentley

Tenley's new BFF.

Aunt Calli and T.

All of us!

Stoicoiu cousins

Peyton is working it. Love it.

Cousins, identical cousins.

If this doesn't scare you, I'm not sure what will.

Rolling down the hill.

We had a nice Saturday of cooking out, cornhole, ketchup eating, wedding video watching, massive baby blowouts, drinking, and hanging out. So much so, that we've decided to do this every other month or so! Can't wait to see everyone in August, if not sooner!

TBall it is!

Paul and I will debated this for probably the next 20 years. Paul would love the girls to run track. That was his sport and he claims he was pretty good at it. ;) I on the other hand have been playing softball since I was like 5. I would prefer the girls to play softball if they are going to do any spring sports. Lucky for me I can brainwash these kids at a young age since there are a lot more options for them to play TBall as opposed to running track. This year we signed Morgan up for her first year. Let me start off by saying how hilarious it is to watch 4-5 year olds play TBall. When we first got the call from the coach, he mentioned one other parent was going to help him but I volunteered Paul's services as well. During the first practice our neighbor Keith joined the coaching crew. By the time the first game came around I think they all looked at each other and wondered how they would have done it with any less than 4 coaches.

TBall for this age is fairly low key. They don't keep score, you run one base per batter, everyone bats, etc. It's really more about the kids A) learning some of the basics and B) having some fun. Also maybe C) playing in the dirt...because there is a lot of that going on. Morgan does a pretty good job but as most 4 year olds her and the rest of her team get easily distracted. My favorite moment? She wanted to field the ball and another kid got it. She had attempted to run up but stopped midway once she realized she wasn't going to get it, turned around, looked at Paul and threw her glove off and said "I wanted it!". Watching that from afar was hilarious.

Practicing before the game:

Coach Stoicoiu manning 3rd base.

Nothing keeps her hair back.

Getting some help from Dad.

Look at that form!

The difference between me and Paul? I say nice form about the picture above and he says it about the picture below. He literally did say that.

Posing - future Field Falcon softball standout there..lol.

Thursday, May 31, 2012

Rylee is Two!!!

Get ready for another where does the time go post.

But really? How did this:

Turn into this:

Someone explain that to me.

Before I start with her party let's back up to about a week before when I FINALLY took her to get her first haircut. Morgan and Tenley were born with as much hair as Rylee has at 2 years old. In true Rylee fashion she hated every second of her haircut as evidenced below.

HATES.

Ok back to the party/birthday girl. I need to take a minute and take in all of who Rylee is at two years old so I don't forget. She is sassy, ornery, and cute as a button. She is so very clever and understands much more than she should at her age. I love that she puts sentences together and because she's still two it isn't very clear to a normal person but because I'm her Mommy I understand what she's saying perfectly. She is a typical little sister in that she thoroughly enjoys agitating Morgan in any way possible. At the same time, she really, really wants to do everything Morgan does and mimics her constantly. She is the best big sister and always very concerned with how Tenley is doing. If you looked up middle child in the dictionary there would be a picture of Miss Rylee Lou next to it. I often refer to her as RG3 because her personality (and looks!) remind me so much of my father. Those of you that know him, know that I am in serious trouble.

Loves:

Her Sisters

Mommy and Daddy

Blueberries

Playing Outside

Mimicking anyone and everything

Condiments - any kind and by themselves.

Hates:

Animals

Haircuts

Not getting her way

Getting her diaper changed

Her birthday happened to fall on Sunday of Memorial Day weekend so that is when we decided to hold her party. The night before we were watching Mackenzie and the girls decided to watch a movie and eat some popcorn in their sleeping bags. They all ended up falling asleep.

I seriously hate to admit this but I was so busy I bought her decorations (well some of them) off Etsy this year. I sooo wish I had the time to do my own but I just didn't want to have to worry about it. I pride myself on usually being able to do it all and even though I probably could have fit this in my schedule, it wouldn't have been pretty for anyone else that lives with me.

Confession over.

Since we tend to call her our little monkey, we decided to go ahead with the Sock Monkey theme. The stuff I did get was really cute which made me feel better about my choice to buy.

The favor bags:

The fabulous cupcakes made by my friend Becky (yes the same one that just ran a marathon a week ago and has three kids of her own) who owns Sweets and Stems. I cannot recommend her enough! She always comes up with exactly what I'm thinking of.

Birthday Banner:

It was super hot out on Sunday but actually with the breeze it wasn't that bad. It could have been much worse though because the two days before the party we were without air conditioning. Thanks to one of my sister's neighbors we were able to get it fixed on Saturday morning. I think the kids all had a good time playing in the kiddie pool and our bounce house.

Unsure about everyone singing to her.

Oh but hey there are cupcakes I can make a huge mess of myself with!

She was totally not interested in opening presents with everything else going on. Then I made the mistake of letting her open her little BBQ Grill that my mom got her in the beginning and it just went downhill from there.

She did perk up however when the next two gifts came out.

She was super hilarious in this thing and refused to steer.

She would just push the pedal and lean back and let it go.

Kids being kids.

Some of our wonderful guests/helpers/people who take orders from a crazy mom before her kids birthday parties. Thank you, Thank you, Thank you.

Part of the Cul-de-Sac Crew.

Later after everyone left we opened some of her bigger toys and put them together so we could play with them. I wanted to make sure I got the obligatory birthday pics in.