San Francisco

I'm going to San Francisco for the weekend!!! Wahoo! I have three hours to kill in the Dallas airport. I think I will have to find a family with small children and offer my services... Or else I won't know what to do with myself. While I enjoy time with my brother and his family... Steve will be holding down the fort. He does so very capably. Like WAY better than I ever could. And he never complains. He is my saint. Little run down of his weekend... With FOUR kids. Little league opening ceremonies (read: sheer chaos) Little league Parade Baseball game (that he is coaching) T-Ball team pictures Another baseball game Little league team pictures Swimming lessons Kidney walk. And more... Never mind the daily tasks of taking care of four kids stuff. You know... Like feeding them. All while I laze the weekend away in one of my most favorite places. Can I get a big round of applause for my awesome husband?!?! I owe him. BIG! (posted from iPhone while sitting in plane... Please forgive typos and lack of formatting)

First at Bat

Another one joins the ranks...

the baseball player ranks.

His name is Devin.

and he is five years old.

and it is FINALLY his time to play some baseball.

Saturday morning, bright and early, he had his first T-ball game.

He barely knows where first base is.

He doesn't know which hand his glove goes on.

and unless someone tells him to get the ball when it is rolling his way... he just stands there and watches it.

BUT, watch out when it is time for him to bat and run the bases!

This little guy has some wheels.

His coach calls him "firecracker".

That about sums it up.

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Father - Daughter Day

...at Fenway Park.

I asked Kailey before she left how many strikes make an out..

"Three" she says confidently.

Then I ask how many outs in a 1/2 inning...

"Ummmm.... I don't know"

Then I ask how many innings in game...

"Ummm... I have know idea"

and frankly, I don't think she really cares.

Like. At. All.

But, that doesn't matter.

Because baseball at Fenway Park really has nothing to do with baseball if you are anything like Kailey and I.

It's about singing "Take Me Out to the Ballgame" and "Sweet Caroline" during the 7th inning stretch.

It's about eating popcorn. and cotton candy. and ice cream.

It's about getting your face painted.

Mostly, it's about spending the day with this great guy who just happens to LOVE the Red Sox and being at Fenway.

and when he's happy...

girls that love him, like Kailey and I...we're happy.

Doesn't matter how many outs are in an inning, who is pitching, or even who wins (although it makes it a whole lot more fun with the Red Sox win).

It's just fun being at the ballpark in the spring.

After this day, Kailey has a new found love for baseball. actually, she has found a new love for being a Fenway with her Daddy.

My girls.

Gosh I love these girls. My daughters.

One with fine black hair and deep brown almond shaped eyes.

and one with corn silk blonde hair and eyes that mirror the color of the sky on a cool spring day.

Sisters.

I hope I can teach them that as beautiful as I think they are... that true beauty comes from within. and that it is kindness, compassion and genuine love for others that will make them shine in this world.

My love for them is far beyond words could express.

Easter!

Last year... this is what we were doing...

We were on day 3 of Grace's hospital stay recovering from her palate surgery.

I'm thankful this year is so much different!

So far (and it's only 9 am on Easter morning) Grace has eaten no less than 2 lbs of candy over the last 24 hours.

When she opened that first plastic egg yesterday morning and discovered there was CANDY in there...

She realized she better hurry up and get some more of these eggs!

Easter Eggstravaganza at our church yesterday with 170 kids coming to hear the Easter story and hunt for some eggs.

By 7 am this morning, Easter baskets were picked through, eggs were found and MORE candy was eaten.

There might be a little too much sugar energy in the pew later on this morning. uh oh.

I sit here writing a blog post, as four my family members have breakfast with family.

One child decided Easter was a good time to get sick. So, he is in confinement and I am playing warden. You can probably guess which of the four is sick, since he is strangely missing from each and every picture here.

HE HAS RISEN! What a glorious day!

Happy Easter!