Your gonna want to plug your nose

Soccer season has officially begun, and since Holman said, "Mom soccer is my sport" we thought we would give this sport a try. Unfortunately Livvey and Bella are on different teams so I have three practices to take kids to. Luckily there is only one park in the town of Benson population 5,000, so I don't have to coordinate locations just time. Holman and Jared are on the same team, their team consists of five players, the other three players have already played on a team before (when did they start at 2?). The games are quite fun to watch, three on three, no need for a goalie, parents are just happy if they make a goal in the right direction. Bella and Sydney are on the Blue Devils team they play seven on seven (unless the coach doesn't realize he has 8 players on the field, we went almost an entire game with one more player, don't feel bad for the other team they still won).

Sadly Liv doesn't have a cousin on her team, but don't feel bad for her, she has plenty of confidence. We were at the park playing on the swings waiting for the next practice to start, when Liv was off to the side by a tree. A cute little boy ran up to her and said, "Hi, Olivia." To which she replies, "Your gonna want to plug your nose, I have to fart." Then she let it rip. I was stunned waiting to see what the little boy would say or do. He just smiled and said, "Hey lets go down the slide" then they both ran off to play together. I was shocked never would I have admitted that that was what I was in the corner doing, much less to a boy and in the 1st grade. Later I talked to Liv about it and told her I was shocked that she told the boy her private business she said, "yeah I was shocked that I shared that too." Belle and I couldn't stop laughing about it, she said she would never have admitted that, and would have denied it at all costs, now that's more like me. But like Benjamin always says that girl is our spice.

(note I apologize for such a graphic description, I know some families never say the f**t word, to which I will reply, bless you.)

Our Three Phantoms

We have three phantoms:

1) A car that breaks down only when I am driving. Literally it is like the gas pedal has disappeared and I just have to kind of coast to safety.

2) We have a mysterious pipe leak in our Tucson home, don't you love paying for home maintenance (especially when you don't live there)? I think I could rent the rest of my life, let someone else take care of things, help them get rich, we are not meant for money.

3) The ghosts are back in our Tucson home as well. Our renters recently had the Ghost Busters come and take nightly pictures of the house to see if they could catch the apparitions, wow that sounds like a Scooby Do episode.

Fun times.

My mantra this week: "There is nothing like fear for distorting perspective, and nothing like gratitude for restoring it."


I am grateful my car phantom only works part time. I am grateful that i don't have to live with a leaky pipe. And I am grateful the ghosts stayed in Tucson, I guess they are too good for a double wide :)