I know. I said sand, and yet...it's snowing so much that I am actually proud of myself for procrastinating on getting the winter tires taken off.
But just a few weeks ago, there was sand. We did the usual - headed to the park to celebrate the boys birthdays. Benett swung, slid, and Jonah dug.
This week has been a mad rush to get Jonah ready for soccer. He starts this weekend! Needless to say, his uniform is somewhat (?!) large, and the only things he needs are shin pads. I've rounded up two separate pairs, and yet neither seems to fit quite right. He is complaining they hurt, so we have to figure something out. No shin pads = no soccer. I don't think he minds. Afterall, doesn't he look thrilled at the concept of wearing his uniform?
If anyone would like to come to a game, let us know. I bet he'd be thrilled to have people cheering him on. Even if he is just standing there. Or sitting there. Or running around chasing his two classmates that are on his team. Eh, he's four!
Since Benett's birthday, he's decided he would like to become a bit more mischievous.
I mean curious.
Do the pictures say enough? Because it isn't anything compared to his other attempted ventures.




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