The Abyss

Everyone has one, right?? That one place in the house that things disappear into and never seem to be found again. It might be the dryer, the junk drawer, an entire room (or rooms - I've seen it happen), or, in my case, a hole in the floor. Technically, I guess it's really not a hole in the floor - it's a heating vent without a cover. You know - the old "take the baseboards off to paint the room and replace them later" trick. But it's been almost 2 years now....gotta love it!

With 3 little monkeys, many things have disappeared down into our abyss. I know there's several balls down there and matchbox cars I couldn't reach. Probably lots of other interesting items that Mark will find when he opens the duct from the basement crawl space. The other day, I had noticed that the matchbox car case was empty and I couldn't seem to find more than 1 or 2 cars lying around. Ryan led me to the abyss and said, "Down here, Mom." Notice the MOM, not MOMMY, btw.

Well, I stuck my hand down there and proceeded to pull out 18, yes 18!, cars! No wonder I couldn't find any! Ryan thought this was so funny when I kept reaching down and bringing up another handful. I actually think there's a few more there that I just couldn't reach. I was afraid that my arm was going to get stuck in the vent ~ and that would be a whole other story!

I guess I know where to start looking the next time something goes missing around here...

Saturday Soccer

Evan started playing soccer for the first time this year. He's on the 4 - 5 year old team at our Y. Needless to say, it's been interesting....

The first game, he kept running off the field in tears. The second game, he didn't cry, but he held back from the game even though he was IN the game. The third game, he got to kick the ball a few times, but didn't really go after the ball. When he did kick the ball, he was so excited, he turned to us cheering on the sidelines with this HUGE smile on his face and gave us a thumbs up. Mind you, this was while he was still running and he ran into a fellow teammate! Got that one on video.

Writing this down, it's kind of funny to see the natural progression of his playing. It seems like he's the only one on his team that's never played before. The girls especially are quite aggressive and are typically the ones scoring the goals for his team.

Life on the sidelines is a trip and a half. The games are usually at 10 or 11 am. so that means we're either in the middle of Nathan's naptime or approaching lunch for everyone. Inevitably, someone wants to get out of the stroller, someone's crying, someone's hungry, someone's moody, someone's thirsty.....you get the point. Keeping everyone happy while still trying to cheer Evan on is a tough job that I don't particularly like, but I guess it's worth it to see Evan having fun.

I almost wanted to leave Ryan in the stroller basket predicament that he got himself into just to keep him contained, but I figured the other parents/spectators might think I was horrible.

Here's to Saturday morning soccer games! (How many more weeks are there????)