Boys will be boys. . . .

is the saying I have written in vinyl lettering above Gavin's closet. This weekend the saying held true. Gavin was playing at a friends house when he took a head drive right off the couch and into their desk. It's so sad to see him all beat up like that and it happened right before soccer pictures too. We told him he looked like a tough soccer player. I know that the facts of life are that he's going to get bumps and bruises. I know he'll most likely get much worse, but I really hate to see him hurt, and I'm sure it won't get any easier.

I Didn't Even Cry :-)

Can I tell you how proud I was of myself? Oh yeah and Gavin too. Today was his first day of school and I didn't even cry. I know I'm a big baby, so I really prepared my self this year. This is Gavin's third year of preschool, so I think I must be getting use to it. He was very excited and even insisted on picking out his own outfit. He has never had an opinion on his clothes before, so I have no idea where that came from.

I love this school! When we went to meet the teacher day I was talking to a couple of his teachers about how impressed I've been with the school, because you can just tell how much everyone who works there loves their job and loves the kids. And one of the teachers started crying and said, "We do! We just love the kids!" It makes me rest easy to know that these are the kind of people I'm entrusting with my sweet boy.

What ball?

Gavin had his 1st soccer practice Thursday and his 1st game yesterday. Before soccer practice Steve and Gavin had a big talk on how he needs listen to his coach and do whatever he says. So during practice the kids we running a drill where they had to kick the ball back and forth between a line of cones and once they got to the end they were suppose to kick the ball as hard as they could to the coach. So Gavin gets to the end of the line and coach Callister yells, "Okay, Gavin give me a good kick!" What does Gavin do? He runs towards his coach to give him a good kick. Hey he was just doing what his coach asked, right? It was hilarious!

The Game was pretty fun to watch. We have to remind ourselves that our funny boy is just learning. He mostly just ran up and down the field with the mob of kids and was pretty unaware that a ball was involved. It was lots of fun to watch though. The age group for his team is kindergarten and 1st graders, so technically Gavin isn't suppose to be on the team, but the Callisters' were nice enough to let him sneak on. His team got worked, but they were playing against a team of ginormous 1st graders. Gavin didn't seem to notice though. When people ask him is he won he tell them yes. I guess at that age we're all winners.

Our little winner

Almost looks like he's heading for the ball, huh? Nope just running ;-)

Thumbs Up!

He got pretty worn out. They only had one sub so Gavin kept trying to take his own time outs.

Is it really almost over?

I can't believe Gavin starts school on Monday and summer is almost over. How did it go by so quickly? This post is dedicated to some of the things we did this summer that I meant to blog about but never got around to. So readers beware this is a long one.

We have an awesome neighborhood with some great kids! One of Gavin's favorite things to do is just run wild with his friends outside playing water games. And it's fun for me too, because I can just sit and visit with the moms while we watch them go crazy.

Gavin loves bowling and he gave me a run for my money. Not that, that's saying much. Steve makes me use bumpers or it's just embarrassing.

We spent a lot of time at our neighborhood pool with friends and cousins. Gavin loves the water. He would swim all day every day if I'd let him

Gavin loved going to Boondocks with his daddy. They would play miniature Golf, ride paddle boats, play arcade games, and run around in the jungle gym. Gavin loves alone time with daddy.

I decided to buy passes to Thanksgiving Point this summer since we live so close. So we've spent a ton of time there. For some reason Gavin loves the Dinosaur Museum. No matter how many times we go he still has fun.

So One Sided!

I always heard parents talk about their love for their children and thought I understood it. It turns out I didn't have the slightest comprehension of parents love for a child until I had one of my own. And I think its really unfair how one sided that love is. Don't get me wrong, I know that Gavin loves me, but I think it pales in comparison to my love for him. You're probably wondering where this rant is coming from, well let me explain.

Gavin left me Wednesday morning with my sister Julee to go visit my other sister Lisa in Michigan. I'm going to share a few of the conversations we've had that are giving me this complex.

First-The day before he left we were cuddling on my bed and talking about his trip. I was giving him lots of hugs and kisses telling him how much I was going to miss him while he was gone when I asked him if he was going to miss me he said, "Ya, and when I there can me and Keely go to Jungle Java and ......" He just kept rambling on about all the fun things he was going to do when he got there.

Second-When I was dropping him off at the airport and again smothering him with hugs and kisses he says, "K, mom I have to get on the airplane now." And just like that he was off while I on the other hand started crying as soon as I got back in my car.

Third-One of the times I actually got him to talk to me on the phone I guess I'd interrupted an important meal because he said, "Mom I have to go. I don't want my turkey sandwich to go to waist." And this coming from the mouth of the boy I have to force to eat anything. I guess I should be happy he actually talked to me that time. Most if the other times I called he said, "No!" whenever Lisa asked him if he wanted to talk to me. Where the love?

But in all seriousness I'm very happy he feels confident and independent enough to leave us for a week without feeling sad. I'm also very thankful for sisters and a brother in law who love him and take care of him as if he were their own. He's having the time of his life with his best friend Keely and his aunts and uncle spoiling him like crazy. Steve and I have even managed to have a little fun with out him. He keeps telling people we're falling in love all over and again. And I keep asking, "What do you mean again?" Just kidding babe! It's been great to have all this time together, but I think we're both more than ready to have our boy back.