Our baby is a baby no longer.  Last week – he started soccer.  It’s this program called SoccerShots, and they teach young ones how to play soccer.  They also have them team up against each other and play.  We went to a demo of it before we signed him up because we were unsure if he would even want to do it.  There were other littles there that were scared.  They only stood on the sidelines and watched.  Erik watched for the first couple of minutes, but once he saw them take out the soccer balls, he was all in.  My boy is a little rocking soccer star.  And boy, am I proud.

He is quite funny with it still.  He hasn’t quite mastered the no hands in soccer rule.

The last time he tried to score he missed the net, so I’m assuming that’s why he tried to slowly roll it in once he dribbled the ball to there.

For three and a half, I’m impressed.

Of course Erik is my child, because he insisted on helping clean up before he left.

We will be there every Thursday through November.  Feel free to come down and cheer him on.  He would love it.

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Sep 062010
 

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A couple of years ago (wow – a couple?!) I spent a few hours in Erik’s room putting up balloons.  Balloon stickers that is.  Red balloons.  They looked great.  But, well time goes on, and we all need a change.  Especially when someone gave a toddler white walls.  White walls that he put his dirty feet on everyday when he was put down for nap and didn’t want to be there.

And we all know how it goes after a couple of years of getting gifts and other random things that your three year old collects.  So needless to say, his room was pretty much a disaster and no one could take it anymore.

I hate clutter.  Can you believe I let this go on this long?  Ah life, it sneaks up on  you and clutters up your world.

Shrek needs his helmet in case he falls, course.

Feeling dizzy yet?  Yea we’re going in circles.

Okay we have an empty room.  And yes, that is Erik dancing in front of the mirror.  And no, I don’t know where he gets crazy ideas like that from…

But pay attention to the sweatshirt….it’s foreshadowing (is it still foreshadowing if you point it out?  this is why I was never an English major).

The ceremonial removal of covers.  And we are balloon-less now.

Okay so yeah I pointed out that serious clutter problem we were having – well – while we were painting we did what a normal kid would do while cleaning.  We just moved the mess.

Yea, we were seriously doing stuff like that for a couple of days.

And……….

The first of the color goes on.  And is that really Syracuse orange?  Why yes, it is.

Hot right?  Yes, we rule.

And moving on to the next color.

We do participate in child labor.  Call your local DCFS.

That looks really bad.  Ouch.

Oh and Brandon decided we needed more pictures of our moved mess.

Yes that is the cat laying on the dog bed.

Well however fun it may be to have a toddler bed in the kitchen, we finished the room and moved everything back in.  Sad, this I know.

Final product:

Yea, his bed was downgraded.  Made for much more room as you can see.  But poor Logan got moved to the floor.  Yea – poor Logan.

The paint wasn’t completely dry – that’s why it looks spotty.  It’s 100% now.

Much better right?

We charge $100 an hour for remodeling.  ; )

And just so we’re all on the same page, Erik was the one that asked for a Syracuse room.  As you see in previous pictures he is wearing a Syracuse sweatshirt.  It was 80 degrees out, but he refused to take it off.  He’s slightly obsessed.

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So yesterday we took Erik to a trial for this class called soccer shots. They teach young ones how to play soccer. Erik seems interested in sports so we took him to see if he would even play or if he likes it before we signed him up.

Well, he loves it. He said right when he was done that he wanted to do it again. Then he said, in that cute little voice, “I just had fun huh.” I only took pictures with my camera phone because I wasn’t sure what to expect. We were half expecting him to be too scared and to sit on the sidelines (which he did for the first couple of minutes until he saw the soccer ball – then he was all in). He starts for real mid September so I will take better pictures then. Our little soccer boy. : ) Aunt Ashley played soccer for a long time so she’s been teaching him too.

I told him so if you stick with soccer you can say that you’ve been playing since you were three years old. Then he will totally rock out. Cool kid.

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