The last game of the season.

Lucas and Eli are only 21 months apart and the older they get, the smaller that gap feels.  This season, we were originally going to put Eli and Lucas on the same baseball team but at the last second we decided Eli was still a little young emotionally.  He was only 3 after all, and even though his skills were there we didn’t think he could hang with the “big kids”.

Last Friday during Lucas’ practice, Eli finally got in on the action.  There were only about 6 of the kids there and the coaches had Eli hitting balls to the team while they practiced their fielding.  Coach watched Eli play and was really excited to see how well he did.  Of course, he’d be no where near that good without his big brothers and The Hubby playing all the time in the cul-de-sac, at the park or basically wherever and whenever they can play because like I’ve mentioned before, balls and I don’t get along. Anyway, Coach mentioned that they were going to be short a few players for the game Saturday and that they may be able to use Eli as some sort of substitute (it’s only t-ball folks don’t get all upset).  As soon as he heard that, he lit up like a Christmas tree and come Saturday morning started rifling through his brothers drawers looking for any baseball attire he could find.

I suited him up as best as I could and sent him off to the field with his brother.  I had a photo shoot that afternoon so I had to miss the game, but The Hubby caught this little bit for me.  It makes my heart warm just watching it (which I needed because this evening was absolutely crazy with the kids, I considered selling them again but figured that I wouldn’t get much so I threatened to take away everything until they earned it instead), my favorite part is how “on” he is.

“Eli! Get Ready”

Mom - May 26, 2011 - 1:37 am

Awesome! Eli does so well!!! Hoping to have time to buy him a pair of shoes this weekend

The body (I mean shoe) wasn’t even cold.

This week Lucas needed a new pair of shoes, he had completely grown out of his and the ones we have to hand him down from Tommy are about 1 year off in size.  So, I had to go out and buy a new pair (ugh).  These kids go through shoes so fast and they aren’t cheap!  They use them as breaks on their Razors and Bikes.  They drag their feet, or just completely outgrow them in a matter of months.

I got them home and Lucas was super stoked while Eli waited quietly to see if Lucas REALLY did like his new shoes.  The moment I asked Lucas if we were keeping them, he could barely utter the word “YES” before Eli ran to the garage shoe rack and pulled out Lucas’ old set of shoes.  He was PROUD and excited that he got a “New” pair, too. They fit Eli perfectly and then immediately he started doing sprints to show me how the new shoes ran faster.

Part of it made me gleam with pride that Eli was excited to get a hand me down, and the other side felt sad for a second that he didn’t get a new pair of shoes, too.  Because his had holes in the toes and were pretty pathetic.  But I have gotten very frugal these days.  I’ve even resorted to sewing holes up in shirts and pants, and you know how my sewing is!

He’s 4 the interview and…

Elias turned 4 in late March, It was supposed to be a long day at Disneyland for The Hubby and Eli, so we decided that we’d do our family celebration the next night. Apparently it was TOTALLY packed and after 5 hours of being there they only got on 3 rides (if you count the tram) the entire day.  Eli was done and I think The Hubby was, too.

Ruben called me from the road at about 4, and told me that they were coming home but that they got a rain check to go back on another day.  Now what was I going to do? I usually make the cake the day of the celebration and here I had nothing.  I panicked and luckily Rene called from the market to ask If I needed anything. YES!  YES! PLEASE!  Can you please buy a cake?  He asked what type and size and then hung up.

Later when Rene showed up to pick up Pablo, I asked them if they’d like to stay for cake and to sing happy birthday, he said (it’s Eli’s birthday, and snickered.) sure we can stay!  I quickly opened up the cake and. . . nearly hit the floor.  He had it written on:  Not Happy Birthday, or It’s your Big Day Eli, or You’re turning 4.  Nope, Rene had a completely different idea in mind indeed.

You’d have to know Rene. He’s kinda quiet but has a super dry sense of humor.  We all got a great laugh (especially The Hubby) and Eli didn’t get what the cake said, anyway.  He was just happy to have cake.

ELIAS’ 4 year old interview.

What do you like most about yourself?
-That I can play sports

What is your greatest accomplishment?
-Going off the curbs on my bike without training wheels last summer

What would you like to be when you grow up?
-A Soccer player

What is your favorite thing to do?
-Play Sports and ride my bike.

What is your fondest memory?
-What’s a memory

Who is your hero?
-My Dad

What is your favorite movie?

What is your favorite food?

What are your hobbies?
-Playing baseball, basketball, soccer, and building things with Lego’s

What do you like best about school?
-Snack and Recess

He’s 9. The interview.

Tommy turned 9 yesterday, he’s half way to being a man.  How did this happen so quickly? He was only 3 like 2 seconds ago. As one of our birthday traditions, we decorated the kitchen all festive, made a cake (Tommy decorated it) and celebrated after dinner.  We don’t have big party’s for all the kids every year, it’s just too expensive with four of them and even something simple like going to one of those bouncy places ends up being over $500!  Last year Tommy and Lucas got “jipped” because although we celebrated on the day of their birthday, they were going to have a joint party in the summer and well, the summer just got away from us.  AND BELIEVE ME THEY WON’T LET ME FORGET IT!  This year, we will be taking Tommy and a couple of his friends to the movies and dinner in a couple weeks (he want’s to wait until a certain movie is released) and I’ll attempt our first slumber party.  I am a little scared but he’s 9 after all and “it’s about time.”

This year I am also starting a new tradition and asking the kids a few questions.  I plan to do it every year to see how much they change as they grow up.

TOMMY’S 9 year old interview.

What do you like most about yourself?
-That I’m kind

What is your greatest accomplishment?
-Giving my own money to the poor

What would you like to be when you grow up?
-A Baseball player

What is your favorite thing to do?
-Play Baseball

What is your fondest memory?
-Being with my family on my birthday’s

Who is your hero?

What is your favorite movie?

What is your favorite food?
-Shrimp Cocktail

What are your hobbies?
-Playing baseball, basketball, soccer and cooking.

What do you like best about school?

-PE and Math

Mom - May 20, 2011 - 2:17 am

Happy Birthday Tommy. You look so happy. ILU

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It had been a long day

We had been to one of those bouncy house places for a birthday party, followed by nearly 2 hours playing outside on the street with all the neighbor kids. Eli was whiny, refused to eat, walk (his legs were broken) or otherwise do anything besides roll around on the floor and make a fuss. I finally wrangled him and Ruby in to the bath to get rid of all the grime. Man, these kids can get dirty! Some days they look like thy haven’t had a bath in a week, even though they do bathe almost every night – because as my close friend Kristi once told me (I think I was pregnant with #3), “Anji, you just have to realize that not EVERY kid is going to have a bath EVERY night and you are just going to have to be OK with that.” That little nugget of information has saved me so many nights, it’s true and it’s ok if I just wipe down their stinky bits with a wash cloth! Anyway, back to the story… I pull Ruby out of the bath, dry her and let her run off like the crazy nature girl she loves to be, then go in and pull Eli out, wrap him in a towel and attempt to get him into his bedroom. He refused and curled up on the bath mat. I figured I’d better get the screaming (naked) crazy girl into a diaper and her jammies, so I tended to her, got her down to bed and went back for Eli. This is how I found him.

Heart. Melt.

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