All these children.

I have been mulling over really creative ways to update on the kids. I suppose I could convey anecdotes from the weeks past, but how do I choose? The days have been so very busy with carting kids around to various schools, appointments, practices and games that I usually do not remember the full account of any given story until reviewing the pictures. Thankfully I carry my camera with us just about everywhere! Gordon has taken to saying "Don't take me," in an ultra-whiny voice meaning not to take his picture.

To update on the kids.... They are all doing very well. School is great, all enjoy thier time, comply with teacher requests and bring home wonderful work.

Wesley and football are like a hand and a glove... no, seriously, he loves hitting and running which have come together well this year. Positions seem to change for Wes but he consistently works hard and seems to have a knack for the game. As far as I go, I'm not the mother who cowers with each crunch of pads. Rather, I relish in the runs, hard hits and short rests on the bench. All of the ingredients listed, lead to a fabulous recipe of "Tired Kid." (In the photo above he is #20 slightly crouched.)

Dance is going well for Donna. She enjoys what she is doing and is proud to show the new move of the week to anyone who may ask. In other words, the girl is a diva. Donna is changing. She is developing quite a streak to her personality. There was a time (birth until recently) that Donna was fairly easy going, loved chilling with anyone willing to accompany her, and she was quiet. The Donna of late is demanding, whines and cries with any injustice done to her, any amount of flexibility is gone, she is openly defiant and has stopped accepting hugs and kisses. Where is my daughter?

Gordon simply adores Wes. He loves the guy so much he's trying to be just like his big brother. After a game, practice, any situation that Gordon witnesses Wes in his uniform, he seeks out Wes' helmet, tugs it on and wedges half the mouthpiece into his own mouth. The boy looks like a lollipop walking around; it is quite a sight. However, the moment sealing the cuteness quotient is when he lowers his voice and begins to bark out, "down, set, hipe!"