No, silly goose, not a Bloggy Break. Sorta been on one of those for awhile now.
Nope, I’m talking break from all the hustle and bustle.
Since the first week of August our life has been one big circle of get up, got to work or school, go to practice, go to game, come home, go to bed. Get up, do it all over again.
My house is a pit. A PIT.
There is crap piled up everywhere. I don’t even know where to begin!?!
Oh, I’m not complaining about doing all of the things we are choosing to do. I’m really not complaining at all. I’m just sayin’, that’s all.
Cuz really…it has been fun!
Let me catch you up with a few pictures since I haven’t been, uh hem, blogging much lately (see above sentences for a bit of an explanation).
Seriously…no twelve year old should have guns like that. And when they do, this is what happens:
She is a ninth grader. Brett is a 7th grader. Oy.
Volleyball Senior Night. That’s the bf, Trey.
Class of 2009 Spartan Volleyball players. Have you ever seen so many cuties?
Here’s the entire team. They are really a lot of fun. I have so enjoyed Sarah’s high school sports experience. The parents, for the most part, have been just awesome. Some of the parents of the juniors coming up…oh. my. I feel badly for coach next year.
Here we are waiting to get called out to escort Sarah.
This was the look on her face while she waited for us after our names were called…isn’t it just precious?
Can my little girl get some vertical, or what?
First one called up to get her All-District Tournament Team award.
Homecoming…bff, Amy with Sarah.
Um, yeah…her father is not liking the way they look at each other. At all.
They are just giddy with being each other. Oy.
Apple Picking, Grave’s Mountain, Syria, Virginia. College boy, aka The Golden Child.
He is on the Nightwalking Team and this is his uniform. And it was also 35 degrees. (Notice the Nerf gun strategically located over the door…apparently, random Nerf wars start up at all hours of the day. And night.
Sir, please get out of the water fountain.
This picture is exactly why I wanted him to live at home and go to the local community college. Where I could keep an eye on him. When the male population is only 35% at your college…you tend to draw a bit of attention. He’s not as dumb as he looks ;0