FOOTBALL, FOOTBALL AND MORE FOOTBALL

We officially started our football season! I never thought I would be a football mom! I always thought I would be doing dance lessons. I have been blessed with 4 boys and 3 of them are playing football. Brenden is on the 6th. grade grid kid team, Kolby is playing on the 4/5th. grade team and Dylan is playing flag football. I am learning to enjoy the sport. I am still a mom. I don't enjoy watching my child be tackled. Joe is coaching Brenden's team. It is time consuming. The boys practice every night for 2 hours. This is what I will be doing until the middle of October!

We also celebrated Lisa's 30th. birthday this weekend. I don't think she is very excited about being 30. I really don't mind it....I'm not looking forward to 40, but luckily I have some time to prepare for that one.

It was the first day of school! I was excited to

send them off on this new adventure. They started at a brand new school today! The building was just completed. Brenden is a 6th grader. Now that makes me feel old. Kolby is a 4th grader and Dylan is in 1st grade. I was not sure how he would do being there all day, but he did great.

Justin is already 3 weeks old. I don't know where the time goes!

My four boys...they love their little brother. They are a lot of help. I will miss them when they start school Thursday but it will also be nice to have a little break during the day.

It has been a rough few days at our house. Justin is still trying to get on a schedule which makes for long nights. My Grandma Muir passed away last Wednesday. We had her funeral today. My sister's and I were giving the life sketch, but they were not able to gain their composure so I had to step in and do the whole thing. Lisa did make it through a poem. It was tough. I'm not sure how I did it.

Our New Addition

Justin was born on July 29 weighing in at 8 pounds 10 ounces. He is such a sweet little spirit. We are enjoying every minute with him. It is bitter sweet because I know he will be our last baby. It seems like time goes by too quickly. I am just trying to enjoy every moment with him. The boys love him. Dylan is way too much help. I can't turn my back on him for a minute. Today he took the baby out of his car seat and moved him to the bassinet. May I remind everyone that Dylan is 6. I think he is trying to make me old before my time.