Parker (and Peyton, and Patrick) wrapped up the fall season of soccer at Upward Soccer. We loved it. Patrick served as coach, Peyton assistant coach, and Parker as the run-around-the-field-chasing-the-ball-er. Peyton could. not. stay. off. of. the. field. So we made her the unofficial "assistant coach" to appease her.Halloween. Parker was a green M&M, Peyton was a Pink Skittle, and Presley was a candy corn. I was Super Mom (might as well pretend, right?) and Patrick was an Army Guy. We went to Denise's for a fun costume party.
The Mud Run 2009. Sabina, Marlene, Geneice, Cara and I ran as a team and it was nasty fun. Remind, me, though, please, someone, that they syphon water out of the Trinity River to fill the mud pits. That is if I ever sign up for the madness again.
Parker ran the last 100 yards or so in with our team. He even came down on the course and coached Cara and I through an obstacle. He was really proud of his Momma.
Peyton, well, not so much.
Aunt Steph came for a visit. And, by the way, she thinks Peyton is "amazing." Or so Peyton tells us.
Parker was the "Lucky Ted Winner" in November, which meant he brought home Ted, Mrs. Baty's Kindergarten Class Mascot, or something like that. I'm sure Ted had a great time at our house, changing clothes about six times a day, getting fought over, and going to wrestling practice. Lucky Ted.It also meant that Parker was the "Star Student" for the week, and we had the grand opportunity to make a poster board of all things Parker.
Lucky us.
In December, Parker turned six, and we had a Bakugan Treasure Hunt Party with all his friends. The party was great. The scavenger hunt left lots to be desired. Hence the reason I am not a Kids' Birthday Party Planner by trade.
And, finally, Christmas. First a visit to Santa...
Then, the gifts...
Our toybox runneth over....We had lots and lots of snow in Nebraska
, which is why our Christmas felt a little bit, well, off. We made it to Nebraska before the big blizzard hit, but on Christmas Eve, it was snowing and blowing so bad that Kim and Greg and the kids couldn't get from Iowa to Nebraska. We traditionally go to Christmas Eve service at church, but because the pastor comes down from Hallam, the service was cancelled. Santa usually stops in at Grandma's, but since it was snowing so bad, he had to leave the toys by the back door and then get on his way. And Norm's roads were drifted shut. We spent way too many hours shovelling snow, and many many hours inside. But we did get out my Grandma's old game of touring which Steph re-taught us all to play and we had a great time.
, which is why our Christmas felt a little bit, well, off. We made it to Nebraska before the big blizzard hit, but on Christmas Eve, it was snowing and blowing so bad that Kim and Greg and the kids couldn't get from Iowa to Nebraska. We traditionally go to Christmas Eve service at church, but because the pastor comes down from Hallam, the service was cancelled. Santa usually stops in at Grandma's, but since it was snowing so bad, he had to leave the toys by the back door and then get on his way. And Norm's roads were drifted shut. We spent way too many hours shovelling snow, and many many hours inside. But we did get out my Grandma's old game of touring which Steph re-taught us all to play and we had a great time.
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