Spring Soccer season has commenced as has my own training for my first triathlon. Like Fall, Spring is a busy time when this family runs around a bit. Between four kids in three different schools, two in swimming, two in soccer, three in art, two in girl scouts and one in tennis and a partridge in a pear tree we are seldom bored.
In between the running, there is the living. Two missing top teeth for Tink. Her smile is ever altered.
But as she says, "Mom, I still rock the cuteness."
Not modest, that one. Not modest at all.
The sun has finally come out. I think Spring is "springing" at long last. Rella had fun finding the buds on the trees. We had a picnic lunch outside before she got on the afternoon bus today, because we were just that excited to be in the warm grass.
Weekends are soccer-oriented now, with games on both Saturday and Sunday. Pink is meeting new girls on her team and we are meeting new moms and dads on the sidelines.
"Oh, that's my big sister," Pink said looking over at CB affectionately. She offered nothing else but a smile, pure and genuine, that lingered on her face.
That's my Pink.
My husband is watching some disturbing, violent movie in the next room that is totally distracting so I gotta wrap this post up. I seriously need ear plugs. I hate that crap he watches.