The banner

So I'm looking at the banner for this blog, and I'm only now realizing that I need to update the pictures. My kids have grown in height these last few years (my oldest has now surpassed me, with my second oldest close behind!).

The only problem is that the program I used to make the banner is no longer on our computer and I can't find the disc.

D'oh.

Maybe a new format is needed anyway....maybe.

I'll figure something out.

Madrid, Spain

Scott is off and out of the country again; this morning he started his journey to Madrid, Spain. He’ll be gone for eight days, which isn’t bad, but after two months of no traveling, it’s somewhat of an adjustment.

So far, the Crack Monkeys are behaving as they usually do, but I know that once this week stretches on, I’ll probably be playing referee or police officer sooner rather than later. Jeff has already called dibs on Scott’s side of the bed….so Mom won’t feel lonely tonight when it’s time for bed, of course.

Of course.

It’s been somewhat of a busy day, so I don’t think I’ve comprehended yet that Scott is gone. There was piano lessons, and Activity Days to keep me occupied, and I even cooked dinner. I think the Crack Monkeys were a little stunned when I announced dinner was ready; I usually order out when Scott travels, but my couponing stockpile is staring me in the face, so why not?

I really hope these eight days fly by.

Lacrosse

I've never been much of a sports fan, not even when I was a cheerleader during my junior year of high school. It never really interested me much, and it wasn't a big deal.

Until I met Scott and started having kids.

Scott played soccer growing up, and he's always a lifelong, die-hard Pittsburgh Steelers fan. When Ryan was born, he passed on his love of sports to him. From the time Ryan could walk, he's loved sports: basketball, soccer, football, you name it, it fascinated him. When he was old enough to play, we had him playing soccer and flag football for the recreational league where we live. But, it wasn't until this past fall that Ryan finally found his passion.

Lacrosse.

I had never heard of lacrosse, but it's a Native American game that's been around for a long time. Ryan has been enthusiastic about other sports before, but his whole demeanor changes when he talks about lacrosse: his face lights up, there's a goofy smile on his face, and his voice takes on a sort of reverence when he speaks about it. It's amusing and impressive at the same time.

He's come a long way since that first season last fall, and now he's playing for a competitive team here in Utah. He's always had great coordination, but when I watch him play lacrosse I am so blown away by his skills.

I think he's found his sport. And, it makes me, as a mom, really proud that he's found something he's so passionate about.