T-Ball and Tu Tu's
Yesterday, we tapped both sides of the “genderometer”…….HARD. Over here, we’ve got sugar and spice AND puppy dog tails. Yesterday we experienced them all. We had a fun day starting with bats, balls and lots of red dirt and ending with tutus, tights and just the right amount of sparkle.
We rolled out of bed for a sunrise T-ball game (not exactly- just seemed that way) and a dance recital after lunch. Brighton wore black shoes with pokey bottoms and Julia’s were soft and pink. We didn’t even comb B’s hair before we left the house and later, I spent 30 minutes straightening Julia’s so it could be ballerina bun slick.
My favorite exchanges of the day were when Brighton told me that he heard Julia tell someone his games were boring and that “hurt my ‘fellings’ ”. After I talked with Julia, she did a good job of watching, so good that I was afraid she might be hurting her friends "fellings" who were at the game and wanting to play. After the game was over and snacks had been consumed, we started our trek to the car. In her most encouraging voice, Julia said, “Brighton, you did great! I watched you!” B kept walking, looked up out from under his Blue Jay hat and said, “Were you bored?” Thankfully, she didn’t answer but there was definitely a new little bounce in his step as he made his way to the car, ball bag and all.
We rolled out of bed for a sunrise T-ball game (not exactly- just seemed that way) and a dance recital after lunch. Brighton wore black shoes with pokey bottoms and Julia’s were soft and pink. We didn’t even comb B’s hair before we left the house and later, I spent 30 minutes straightening Julia’s so it could be ballerina bun slick.
My favorite exchanges of the day were when Brighton told me that he heard Julia tell someone his games were boring and that “hurt my ‘fellings’ ”. After I talked with Julia, she did a good job of watching, so good that I was afraid she might be hurting her friends "fellings" who were at the game and wanting to play. After the game was over and snacks had been consumed, we started our trek to the car. In her most encouraging voice, Julia said, “Brighton, you did great! I watched you!” B kept walking, looked up out from under his Blue Jay hat and said, “Were you bored?” Thankfully, she didn’t answer but there was definitely a new little bounce in his step as he made his way to the car, ball bag and all.
The recital was a treat, as it was for any parent when their child was on stage. You sit there thinking your child is the cutest and maybe even the best. (If you don’t, you are either not normal or………..not normal.) Do you even SEE anyone else’s child? And then you wonder “this routine looks a lot like the one she did last year” (and the year before that and..) and “so...this is what seven months of practice looks like? Okay.” and “should I have bought an ad in the program for her?” and “why was her routine so short and the other’s so long?”.
Brighton’s two big questions of the 1 ½ hours were, “Where’s Julia?” and “When is it going to be over?” I have to love his honesty because truly, those were my two unspoken questions. Not unspoken anymore, I guess.
Brighton’s two big questions of the 1 ½ hours were, “Where’s Julia?” and “When is it going to be over?” I have to love his honesty because truly, those were my two unspoken questions. Not unspoken anymore, I guess.
And if you think this post is a little on the sweet side...............
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I remembered that I never gave you that information to see Julia's pictures on the sewing website, so if you'll email me (freckledpink [at] gmail.com ) I'll send that to you soon. Have a wonderful week!
Brighton, I love your game face!!!
Krista, you missed your calling when it comes to photography!!!! But I guess it is easy with such beautiful models!!!!