Copy Cat...

Since most of you probably don't know that my husband has a blog, much less that you check it, I'm totally stealing a couple of his posts to share with you. What's the sense in both of us taking time to talk about the same thing. I know what you're thinking... LAZY!! I say... BRILLIANT!! The rest is all Justin...

Talk about brave. My eldest son learned his first lesson in taking care of teeth. We recently found out that he has FIVE cavities! Some work needs to be done.

Yesterday he went to the dentist office where Kara tried to prepare him for the worst. Well, she did such a good job that he didn’t want to go in. Way to go, Mom! Eventually, he got in and did a great job. One of his teeth was so bad that they had to put a crown on it. A big, silver crown.

That’s right, my eldest son has a pirate tooth! At least that’s what we’re currently going with. And, he’s done an excellent job brushing his teeth since then.

Side note: As Jakin and I were praying last night, he thanked God for the reminder of how Jesus loved him so much that He stretched out His arms to die for him. He told God that it was this reminder that gave him the courage to walk through the dentist’s door. It was a proud moment for dear, old dad.

Still Justin...
Eli started a program last night called Short Sports. For three weeks you take your three year old on Tuesdays and Thursdays to a field to practice their fine motor skills with sports. Sound good? Well, let’s just say I’m thankful that it’s only ½ long because the attention span of a three year old is even less than a thirty-nine year old.

Here are some pictures for you to enjoy. Eli loved it and loves the fact that his dad is his coach, which brings me to my next point…

Why do I have to pay someone to get me together and coach my kids doing sports? I’m now a “coach” of sorts for all three of my boys (two in soccer and Eli in this class), AND I’M PAYING FOR THEIR EXPERIENCE FINANCIALLY!!!

Alright, enough venting. I’ll just go back to remembering that it’s for Eli.