The Last Few Days

Lots of playing outside.  Swings and slide out back.

T-ball out front.

A certain little lady loves to carry around her "Supee book", and try to get me to read it to her.  It's a coloring book, so there's nothing to read.  All I can do is try and name all the Heroes for her.  Cason's been teaching her, so as soon as I opened the page with the Incredible Hulk she pointed and said "WOOK!  Iz a Hoke!"  She calls Dr. Doom "Docdoom".


She also looks super cute post-bath...

 ...and pretty amazing at Paige's t-ball games.


Paige did really well today, the coach decided to start pitching, instead of having them hit off the tee automatically.  Paige hit a lot better with him pitching.  It doesn't surprise me though, we started pitching to them like a year and a half ago, and even Caso, who was 2, was hitting really well off of pitches.  Then we realized it might not be a good idea, since they'd start with a tee.  Oh well I guess.

Paige has had some emotional days.  She decided to run away again already.  She's been packed for a couple of days now, and told me she's leaving Sunday.  She doesn't even have a problem running away on Mother's Day.  Ha.  She started packing, but couldn't quit once her bag was full.  So there's a pile of clothes and memorabilia in her room.  She's bringing clothing, a hat, her t-ball uniform(not to wear, but "just to remember"), her soccer trophy, her scrapbook paper butterfly collection, Hoppy, and her little souvenir from the Dumbo Ride, that Mollie got her at Disney Land.  Not a light packer.

She was all upset at us, and threw kind of a fit right before starting to pack.  Then out of nowhere she just comes over acting all normal, and joins us to watch our movie.  Jess started telling her she needed to apologize instead of acting like nothing happened.  She goes "Daddy, I'm just trying to liven things up."  Ha.  Awesome.  She livened things up, alright.

There was a pigeon walking around our front yard today, and Paige said she wanted to catch it.  A while later she told Jess and me that she had done it.  We both laughed, but then she took Jess over to see, and she completely HAD.   I guess she just slowly lowered the plastic container over it, and it let her!  I don't know if it was hurt or what, but it just stood there and let her.  Then she felt bad because when she put it down to let it go it wouldn't get out.  So I had to get a glove on and pull the thing out.  Don't know if you can even see it in there in the picture, but it's there.  I'm not a huge fan of pigeons, so I hope she's satisfied now that she caught one, and doesn't bother trying again.
The boy is up to his usual, being a boy.  He pulled the head off of his sister's Barbie.  It was only a matter of time.