Jack is always very absorbed in the game. He is my own personal commentator. He recaps all plays to me and laments that his dad gets to be on the tower and have a much better view. He is counting the days until he is suited up and out on the field. I am the worst mom in the world for not letting him bring his football and go out during half time to play.
This one likes to be outside, but gee it's tiring. She usually naps for 45 minutes in the middle of the game. And I usually have to nurse her at the game, which I figure is educational for all the teenagers I am surrounded by. Actually they barely seem to notice-thank heaven. They are all way too absorbed in other things.
I must interject a brief bit of advice to teenage boys. First a bit of wisdom from Cher Horowitz:
"So okay, I don't want to be a traitor to my generation and all but I don't get how guys dress today. I mean, come on, it looks like they just fell out of bed and put on some baggy pants and take their greasy hair - ew - and cover it up with a backwards cap and like, we're expected to swoon? I don't think so."
I haven't seen too many baggy pants, but I have seen too many tight tight tight pants with little skinny ankles on boys. Please, please stop. Also to the boy that came in a wrestling singlet, please no. The one in the footie jammies, those were way too small for you. And my overall advice would be look in the mirror before you leave. Just pause, just for a minute and make sure this is the message you want presented about yourself. I actually like all the school spirit stuff they wear and adorn themselves with. I would wear purple and black striped tights all the time if I could get away with it. I love the purple hair, purple shoes, and purple necklaces. It all makes me nostalgic for our purple car. If we couldn't be blue (La Grande High and BYU) at least we get to be purple.
Sadly they lost tonight, making their record 2-2. It was close tonight and we held on to hope until the last few seconds. If anyone is keeping track, Bella's soccer team is 5-0.


He was really irritated I made him stop to take his picture. He just wanted to get back to his class and then on to recess. He seems to like his teacher, and knew a ton of people in his class from previous years. He is pretty excited school is back in session, even though summer was short.


