Soccer star?

Kate had her first soccer game today i think she inherited all of the competitive genes in the family. She did a great job and played all game. She was goalie for a bit. She also scored a goal!

A couple of my favorite funny moments:

When looking at the other team waiting for them to start after half time. "You're supposed to kick it!!" she yelled.

Passing it in from the sidelines to her teammate: "Ryan!" meaning, 'it was the perfect pass, why aren't you looking?'

Field day

Here in the desert, field day at the end of the year is kind of... Hot. So, Sam's field day was before spring break began. And what a perfect day! About 82 degrees, sunny... Ummm.

I went to watch some of the day and the kids were having a great time. They'd been practicing field day events in PE, so they'd get to each event and just go for it. No instructions required.

I have some pictures and a video I'll get up here someday. Until then, here he is!

Wee Willie Winkie

I used to love that Mother Goose rhyme. I mean, what's funnier than a guy that "runs through the town; upstairs and downstairs in his nightgown!" A guy in a nightgown is funny enough.

My Sam is a bit like Mr. Winkie (definitely not the nightgown bit-- I'm sure he wants that on record). He's a bit of a sleepwalker. I'm not sure if he's a REAL sleepwalker, or just a kind of fuzzy, out-of-it, restless sleeper, but he does walk around a little in his sleep. Normally, it's pretty targetted walking-- straight into my room and back. We've never had him go downstairs, or for the door or anything, so I guess we're lucky there.

Tuesday night he and his guys (Moosee, Alex and someone else) slept in my bed, having ambled over just as I was headed to bed for the night. (I'm weak-willed and let him stay. I know.) In the middle of the night, I heard him get up and shuffle towards his room. I thought he was probably headed back to bed, but here he comes, back into my room.

"What's going on?" I asked him.

"I had to go see if my room was clean," he replied.

"Huh??" I muttered, probably inaudibly, as I tried to go back to sleep.

The next morning, I told him about the funny thing he said in the middle of the night. His response?
"Well, you kept telling me to clean my room, so I finally just got up to go put my legos away, but they were already put away" he said.

"In the middle of the night? That wasn't me!" I told him.

"It wasn't?" he asked. "Well, I heard it over and over, so I just went to go check."

I told the story of young Samuel in scripture and how he kept hearing what he thought to be Eli's voice, but it ended up being God. "Maybe God wanted you to have a clean room," I said, laughing.

I'm not sure where his dream came from, but I'm all for sleep-cleaning. In fact, if I could clean and sleep at the same time, I think I'd be a lot happier person!

Victory Day!

Another tournament game at BWW. Unbelievable victory for our Jayhawks! We broke a record for attendance at the KU alum watch party today with 80 people in attendance (and we would have been 81 with Sam, who chose to play at a friend's house after church instead.)

I've said it before, but if we can't be at the game, this is the second best spot!

We got there early enough to sit at one of 2 big tables Sunday-- Stu and I are in the middle, Kate is off running around somewhere.

Our famous KU bunch (aka, we aren't the only crazies here)

Since mid-January, we've been heading to Buffalo Wild Wings to watch the KU games with a great group of fellow Jayhawks. Today will be no different, as we watch the Hawks take on that one guy and his team from North Carolina.

Friday night, we watched too, and we made Jayhawk sugar cookies that the kids handed out at half time. One of the guys who comes is a writer for the Vegas Review-Journal, and he took some great pics of the kids. They didn't make the paper, but he sent them for me to share.

The article about our group is here: http://www.lvrj.com/sports/amid-madness-local-ku-fans-make-fine-company-144133155.html

Making my own lunch

Sam declared that he would make his own lunch today. Check out the meat on the sandwich!

Leprechaun breakfast

Thanks to the homes Sam and Kate built, we definitely had one or more leprechauns visit last night. They were nice to us, but did dye our milk quite green.

Sam was highly skeptical and thought it may be rotten, but Dad took one for the team by trying it first. Whew. As Kate said, "It tastes just the same!"

PS: note the homemade biscuit breakfast sandwiches I made to go with the milk. I'm super mom.

Leprechaun Trap

Sam came home the other day saying he wanted to make a leprechaun trap. When I asked for an explanation, he said he thought we could build a home that a leprechaun would want to live in, and then the leprechaun would make it his home. Think Gingerbread Baby.

I agreed to the plan, quite honestly thinking that it was some book or school craft activity he'd done and that it would likely never come up again.

This afternoon, he was true to his word, and recruited his sister and her friend to help build the home/trap. They worked hard for a long time, and designed the home below. I love a good holiday craft that requires absolutely no involvement from me.

Spiritual wisdom

Tonight, Kate said the prayer before dinner. We all have our pretty standard way of doing this, but tonight Kate branched out a bit on her own.

"Dear God," she started, " thank you for our food. And pray for Daddy, wherever he is, that he have a good dinner too." Now it gets really interesting: "and take the stuff that I do wrong, well, I bring it to you and take it and put it with Jesus so he can die on the cross for our sins."

She has been memorizing John 3:16 as part of her speaking lines for the Easter music at church, so I guess she's been thinking about all this a lot. She doesn't understand it all yet, most people don't, but she's certainly considering it.

I thought that was such an interesting picture of repentance. Just take it to the cross so Jesus can die with it.