Things said in the neighborhood

This is embarassing - but too funny not to post. I had a babysitter over yesterday and they were outside playing with the neighbors. The kids were lying on the ground, and our babysitter, Kelsy was outlining each of them with chalk. Then they were going to "dress themselves" - Riley was drawing a shirt and skirt, hair, her eyes and mouth (basically a diva in training).

Then Hayden. . . . . . well - he decided not to draw clothes, he drew a penis - and said he was done. . . . . . . . like father, like son.

Soccer

Hayden has decided that he loves any sport that includes a ball. And he wants to play all of them. He plays soccer with our next door neighbor Chase, and loves it! He loves everything about it. He loves the shirt, he loves the shoes, loves even the shin guards and socks. Hopefully he will still love it next year when he moves outside to the rain, mud, rain, cold, rain. . . . after all this is Seattle.

Daddy Daughter Dance

Riley and Tom attended their second Daddy Daughter Dance this year. Each year Girl Scouts hosts a daddy daughter dance with a theme. This year was the "Masquerade Ball". She was so excited to wear the mask that her dad brought home for her from New Orleans a few years ago. She was equally excited to pick one out at the party store for Tom.

They made a whole night of it, first going to dinner with friends and then on to the dance for night filled with dancing. They had a fantastic time, although Tom paid for it the next day with sore feet and back from dancing all night.

Skiing at Alpental

Tom and I signed the kids up for skiing again this year. Riley is in her second season (and thinks she can do anything and everything) and Hayden is just getting his "ski legs".




Why skiing? Good question, especially knowing that Tom and I do not ski at this time. But with the mountains only 30 minutes away, we figured "why not"? Who knows, maybe, just maybe we may get some courage and follow our kids on the mountain. But for now, we enjoy the time sitting in the lodge each Saturday - all day - trying to figure out what to say to each other for 6 hours.