sporty weekend

Both Saturday night & Sunday night, the family went down to the elementary school to play sporty things.

MsSqueaky, still wanting to be a monkey bar master. She went to a set, she’s never done, tried multiple times, and then, tried again, and I was there, watching her. I would have thought her hands would be sore, but she kept going. She would swing her body, to get a bit of inertia to help grab the next wrung. Then only three wrungs left. I started cheering her on, no longer would she look at me and smile, as she had done early in the monkey bars… I counted down, two…one-and-a-half… only one left. And she was done, and grinning, and I grabbed her, hugged her tight and spun around with her until we were dizzy.

MrGrunty, practicing with the baseballs & bats, loves to make the bat “ding” when he hits it. I am proud of him, and told him so, that when his brother or sister want to practice batting, that he will be the catcher. I tell him, that helps you learn more, and helps them get more hits quicker.  He and I discussed a way to play catch in the front yard, because we have to limit our activities now, considering he’s using a real baseball, and we live on a hill, and there are windows, and  he…actually WE don’t have perfect control of the ball. We will do easy, close, under-hand catch. For some reason, he turns every playing/catching into a contest where one can get points and win. It’s kinda cute, but I do worry a bit.

MrCuddles did some swinging at the ball (big plastic, big plastic bat), and every time he misses, he exaggerates, “oh man” or “I just missed it”. He has gotten better this summer. Earlier, there was no connection on where ball was, and when he would swing. Now, at least he’s getting close.

Tonight, the family raced across the soccer field, several times. For some reason, the parents never won. Then, they did hurdles over our arms. MyBetterHalf played soccer with them. Played catch with the twins.

Other sporty stuff… we went to BounceHouse B-day party for a friend of theirs from Church. I was proud of MrCuddles, last time he had to be coaxed up the slides, and would only go solo on a few bounce items. This time, he was going solo, climbing ladders, jumping over and off of stuff, trying his best to keep up with the big kids. One of my favorites, MrG & MsS were at the bottom of a slide, “where’s Cuddles”, and just then, his blonde hair, big grin, shining face showed up at the top of the slide. “Wait for me,” he called, as he slid to the bottom.

TV sporty stuff… they were introduced to archery, handball, and trampoline from recorded Olympic coverage. (Srsly, the include trampoline but took out softball & baseball??)

And we went to Church.

And we went to sandcastle contest at Richmond beach.

Yes… we had bits of tired & cranky.





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