The Catching Up Edition

It has been so long since I've done one of these. This has been sitting in my drafts for... geez... two, three months?

I feel like there are so many things that we've done lately, but nothing that warrants a total blog post to itself. Plus, lately, each night after the kids are tucked into bed my energy to do anything is at about negative 27. So, to catch up on the happenings of life over here, I thought I'd lump all the randomness into one post.

A Skyzone Birthday Party

After a bit of questioning as to what Marcus would like to do for his birthday, he ultimately decided upon Skyzone trampoline park. Initially, it's hard for me to hand over the reigns to someone else when it comes to party planning, and decorating. But, at the end of the day, when I don't have to do any set up, clean up, and I send a dozen kids home tired? That's one hell of a successful birthday, if you ask me.
Naturally, I didn't think to take a single photo while any of the kids were jumping. But, then again, I'm positive that would have been nothing but blurry pictures. I did have enough wherewithal to snap a few while the kids were eating and hanging out.

The fruit punch mustashe, the sweaty hair, and that sweet smile. It spells out, "good birthday party."

I made the mistake of making two different colors of frosting, because it's frosting, and it all tastes the same. But, to a group of 5-year olds? Nope. For the record, blue frosting wins.

If it isn't obvious... by the end of the party Marcus was truly exhausted.

Scott told me the night of the party, after we'd tucked the kids into bed, that Marcus had said to Scott, "Today was a really good day, Daddy." And then my heart melted right into a puddle.

Climbing Gym

Some time ago now, Scott and I joined a rock climbing gym. Thought we can't go as often as we'd like, it's been the perfect weekend activity for us. I was super hesitant to learn how to belay, but once I got the hang of it I was hooked. Bonus points that Marcus enjoys climbing and Julia loves to jump, bounce, and flop around on the crash mats. By the end of a climb session we're all pretty spent. 

T-Ball
Marcus began t-ball a couple of months ago, and thus far is absolutely loving it. He has a ways to go with all aspects of the game, but so long as he's having fun (and burning up all that energy) that's all that counts. 

Just came out of the rabbit hole of photos I have stored, and came upon this forgotten one. Marcus selected jersey number 4 because that's how old he is. I wonder if he'll select his number based on his age every year? P.S. in two days he's 5. I'm curious to know if he'll realize his age no longer coincides with his jersey.

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I'd like to think of Julia as Marcus' cheerleader. But really, she's probably more coach material. I think telling people what to do is more her style.

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Another Wednesday. Another game. Another night where the ring around the tub is surely going to be thick.

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Most practices and games I spend chasing Julia around and imploring that she not play in every dirt pile she sees, but that's neither here nor there. Hopefully all the time at the ball fields will spark a love of the game for her, and get her excited for softball (my all time favorite sport to play) in a handful of years.

I think that covers most of the tid bits that we just haven't had a chance to share.

Have a great weekend!