Grandpa Ray!

Grandpa Ray is here and the kids have turned into leaches. Today I told them they should give grandpa a break and have some quiet time by reading a book, writing, painting... and you would have thought I had inflicted some horrid punishment on them. They are either in his lap, at his side, on his computer with him, having him push them on the swing, or are asking where he is. They are just loving having him here. Of course he started by greeting them with hugs, then giving them gifts, so that was a good start to the visit.

Today we had soccer then went to a building workshop for kids at Lowes. Since grandpa Ray and grandma Sue were here in the fall, they got to see Ivan play, and now here he is again getting to see Dominique play. That's pretty wild since their season is super short with only a couple of months worth of games and those just on Saturdays. We did just come back from a two week break and our team was much better. Some of the kids who were so frightened and cried on the sidelines got in there and played today, which meant that Dominique can no longer just breeze down the field without resistance. Now there are some other players trying to kick the ball too. She did score today, but it was in the wrong goal. She told me that's the goal she wanted to use since we were sitting near it and not the other one. Next time I'll know to stake out a spot by the goal we are supposed to score in!

Ivan already learned about not licking frosty metal. His tongue got stuck on the frosty popsicle and he must have pulled off some skin to remove it, because he didn't cry when eating it, but as soon as it was done, he wailed and screamed that his tongue was burning and hurt, so for the rest of the day, he went around with a damp cloth in his mouth. I thought I'd use the experience to warn him of the potentially harmful alluring frosty metal appeal and he's taken it to heart. He really hates pain.