Soccer Saturday

I ran out of time to post over the weekend so you’ll get a little bit of the finer points of the weekend.

Gavin’s soccer went really well. His teammates all know each other from either preschool or from older sibling pickup at school. It’s nice in the sense that they all get along, but the flip side is that they have no reservations about jumping on each other. Our friends JJ & N~ are coaching which is fun. Gavin kicked the ball a few times, mostly out of bonds. He told Jason at one point that when he runs into the crowd, he throws his elbows to get the other kids out of the way. Such a contrast from Ethan. We had to tell Ethan that in soccer it was okay to take the ball away from the other kids. It was the one place he thought appropriate to share

Ethan was fairly annoying during soccer. I know it’s a bit much to expect him to appreciate the 2 years Gavin went to Ethan’s soccer games without complaint, but Ethan started complaining as soon as we hit the soccer fields. It would have been nice for him to watch the game for at least 30 seconds. Ethan spent most of the game wrestling with our neighbor G~ whose brother is on Gavin’s team. Ethan wanted to go to the playground but there is a death slide & it was too far away for me to keep a decent eye on him. I think there is usually at least one broken bone during soccer from that stupid slide. Anyway, I enjoyed watching Gavin play, & ignoring Ethan until his wrestling match started to infringe on the neighboring field & Tova was an angel, of course

After soccer, the boys went with Jason to work & Tova went with C~ while I took my mom to CSS to meet my dad. My mom spent all week at our house sick. My dad had to go home on Wed. & my mom wasn’t feeling well enough to travel. I felt bad for her. No one wants to be sick away from home. Especially at the home of grandchildren who think Privacy is optional. By Friday, Mom was feeling better & was able to go to soccer with us on Saturday. I’m glad at least one grandparent was able to see Gavin play.

Yesterday, 4.6.08, was our one year mark of being home. We landed at O’Hare on 4.6.07 & the boys met their little sister for the first time. Seeing the boys after a month long separation was one of those experiences I cannot accurately describe but remembering it always brings me to tears. Those were the sweetest hugs & kisses I’ve ever had from my boys.

K~