On your mark, set, EGG!

Monday was beautiful!  86 and fantastic!  Sent Sab to school in shorts.  We played and played and yes played outside.

Tuesday - not so great and today was our Easter egg hunt for MOPS.  These ladies think on their feet.  Seriously they had 300 (!) eggs to hide and they did it so well inside the church rec hall.

So it started with a little prayer which some little boy repeated after our director said it.  What a sweet kid!  Dear Jeeeeessuuus - cute stuff.  Then we ushered all 30 kids in.  Then we told them to wait - not so easy.

Then it was GOOOOO!  Mia took off like a shot, then stopped, looked at me and said Hunh?  Where she found this sound I don't know.  She makes it all the time.

So I pitched in a little.  After two she was off like a bullet.  Then she found out these eggs were stuffed.  Another party in her life.

Here she goes

All done.  Here she is with her friend Suzanna.  Seconds later they cracked all their eggs open and ate the candy.

Highlights from the Day of Two

Highlights from Mia's Birthday

The balloon delivery and the amount of balloons in our house.  She carried them all day.  Had to convince her that no they could not go to Burger King's playland.

Talking to Aunt Shell on the phone.  All day she chattered on about that.  She associates Aunt Shell with the word party.  Aunt Shell is a walking party. 

Lunch at the dining hall.  She normally hates(!!!!!) this.  But yesterday she sat on a big girl chair and was allowed a cookie AFTER she ate.  Big stuff.

In the corner of the indoor track was a massive pile of balloons from an event the night before.  They dove in there forever.

Burger King slide with her brother.  Enough said.

Her cake.  She clapped, cheered and even cried over this cake.  Some of the track coaches came to sing to her and she was delighted.  Look at the picture of her below!

A girl after my own heart - her favorite gift was a dinosaur book.  I read it seven times last night.

Her day was good and she was excited about everything.  Her brother is very excited it's over.  All the pink and balloons really irritated him!!

Soon to be two - I'm a Mia

I try to tell her - Mia you are going to be this many.  Her reply is No Mama, I'm a Mia.  We went shopping for her birthday and to Barnes and Noble to pick out her free cupcake from kids club.  The cupcake was so very important because that's on her list - Cakes, Balloons, Presents, Parties.  Any time I say it's almost your birthday, she says Woo Hoo with her arms over her head.  Aunt Shell sent her a card today with confetti in it, pink confetti.  Mia called them pretty shinies, sometimes bootiful shinies - yes she threw them all over the floor, the dog ate them and puked  . . Another day at the Phillips Farm.  Here she is with Sab's (old - it pays to be a hoarder) big wheel, she's so close to riding it.



Look no hands!  Notice her silly bands.  She feels very good about them.



No bike don't go!  It kept rolling away, she couldn't figure it out.

Soccer - Sure Uh Huh

Well this will be my one and only post about spring soccer.  You might say - what happened to the soccer mom, the decal, the victorious moments standing on your stadium chair?  Well boys and girls they are finished.  We were so blessed (sometimes I hate when people choose that word, but it fits this time) to have Coach Pugh coach in the fall.  The man was a soccer genius, firm, very southern - Sebastian's name was drawn out to a full three minutes especially if he messed up.  Well, my soccer idol coaches the high school boys team in the spring and from what I understand has not lost a game yet!

Let me describe Sab's team a little.  We enroll him up a division.  Get that word - UP!  We think he's a big kid, he's played before, bores easily and it might be nice for him to be put in his place every once in a while.  Honestly, there is only one maybe two kids who look Sab's age.  Two girls, who happen to be twins, I swear are the size of Mia play.  One day Sab had the ball and he was trying to get it away from the other team, launched into a full kick and literally knocked the girl over with the impact of his ball.  Another kid fell and skinned his knee, haven't seen him return yet.  All the coach says is It's just about having fun.  The score of the last game was fifteen to one.  One being scored by Sab.  I'm all for fun but this is ridiculous.  There are no drills, strategy, lap running, nada . .   I go to practice with him, drive home, enter the house and pour a drink.  Curt says we should look into a certification for me to coach.  Bring it on!  Sab has no complaints.  The randomness of it is fine with him.  He does wonder why they never win?!?!



There he is after another loss.  Ready to shake hands with the opponent.   Have I mentioned the word loss yet?

There he is the big 28.  These are the only kids who show up for practice.  The one on the left is the coach's son. 

I'm going to stop typing now!