It’s all fun and games...

The front porch.... my favorite spot. It’s a beautiful morning, I have my tea, the sun is shining, and I figured I’d take a minute to post.... and then I’m accompanied by superhero-clad toddlers, and a Halo man 7 year old. *sigh* no rest for the wicked. 

It’s been a bit since I’ve been on. It’s funny how I think that our life is just ordinary and the same old, but so many people say they love to hear, or read rather, about it. So here goes. 

Currently, as I type, the Halo guy is asking if he can play Xbox already, or go to the store to buy his friends a card for their birthday party. He doesn’t realize that not everyone is awake and functioning as early as he. One superhero is now de-robing, Hulk is using his gloves to punch the gate to the porch, and Dad is mooning me from the living room window. There’s a random skateboard in the vicinity, and cue someone’s toe being ran over. Hulk isn’t allowed down off the porch, so his gloves have now been thrown and picked up by the other toddler. Hulk is now in timeout. 🤦🏻‍♀️ Other toddler goes to taunt or empathize, it’s a fine line, so I sit in quiet again briefly. 

This is our life, allllll dayyyy long, outside and during 3 different baseball seasons. Braxton and Dryden both had games yesterday, so my children’s diets have consisted of concessions lately, and not much more. At Braxton’s morning game, Magnus decided to be himself and not listen, wandering off. I was talking to the birthday party kids’ parents, so FIL was trying to help. Magnus takes off, and in his not so graceful demeanor, falls and skins both knees, nose and forehead on the pavement. It’s bad enough his legs look like he’s been beaten with switches, and now they’re bloody and won’t let us touch them. All day. They play outside in between games, where Sheamus had a scooter injury, hitting his cheekbone of the pole of the scooter... not while riding it, but while trying to drag it back up the sidewalk. Grace. They take after me. Sheamus was killing time, waiting for Dryden’s evening game to start, so he took some surprisingly awesome pictures, as shown below. He’s funny. The game was 10-0 at the end of the 2nd inning, when the skies opened up. They called it. So we went home, grabbing Chinese on the way. We eat and then go play more baseball outside. Logan, Dryden and Ryan are drilling them, so I decide to stand down wind, a few houses down the street to field. Braxton, Magnus and Sheamus are doing well, and there were many searches for lost wiffle balls in shrubs of ALL the neighbors. 😬 We finally start winding down, it’s getting dark and the younger boys have had a long day. Magnus gets mad because Sheamus won’t get out of his way and. Game Over. Magnus hit Sheamus in the mouth with the wiffle ball bat. 

Our poor neighbors. 

Bedtime at last!!!! Magnus and Sheamus look like they beat the shit out of each other... Magnus all skinned up and a little purple in spots on his face, Sheamus with a shiner on his high cheekbone and a fat lip. We have a 1:00 and 6:00 game today, Logan, then Dryden. I’m anxious to see what today will bring. Other than more pee on the seat... 😉