Sisters....

After an exhausting afternoon at the park we came home to let two little girls have a little room time. About twenty minutes later we hear, a very surprising noise, a noise that makes us go investigate to see what mischief those girls are causing. The noise? Nothing. Absolutely nothing. Not even a remote giggle to confirm my fears that they were pulling all the wipes out of a newly opened wipe box or smearing their hair with my entire tube of lip gloss. (By the way, you want anymore fun "twin toddler stories" you have come to the right gal! I'll tell you about when they took all the clothes out of their dresser drawers....that was fun!) Dead silence. Any mom knows that is only a recipe for one thing....trouble. Well, me and my mom headed upstairs to check on the little culprits. We opened the door, there were no trace of my sisters. Under the beds, nothing. I opened the closet door, and what do you know? There they were...sleeping. Each was laying on her pillow, on top of a pile of shoes, sucking her fingers. Cute! So, I posted a picture of it. They look pretty darn cute.

Wrestling is done, Soccer has begun!

What do you get when you combine a wet, rainy day, and outdoor soccer? You get a devoted sister. Or... a mess!


Recently, Claire started soccer, giving me another opportunity to shower you with even more tips for a safe, happy and messy sports life. Last Saturday.... rain. We got there at 8:00 in the morning, all of us. Standing there in the middle of a muddy soccer field, with two three-olds and no umbrellas, I found myself feeling slightly (!) frustrated. The news that the game did not start 'till 8:30 did nothing to warm me up. After an emergency trip home for umbrellas, we all piled in the car for a few minutes to wait....

8:30. No sign of a let-up yet, this is what I call a true sister. If this isn't above and beyond the call of duty, I don't know what is. Shivering in my wet socks, and jeans, huddled in a blanket, under an umbrella, in a chair, trying to keep warm, I watched Claire's coach try to get 8 girls under 10 to listen to him.

All the moms are very positive, though. One mom said to my mom,"I love how we don't have just one star player. They're all just equally good." Another one commented to my dad, "It's just amazing to see how they improve over the year. I mean they just keep getting better and better, and they don't all follow the ball anymore. Oh look, is that Claire? She does really well on just driving the ball towards the goal. Alright team, good hustling!" We have some very sweet moms on our team.

By the way, their team name is the Killer Whales... I think. It has been changed 4 times in the past couple weeks. From Wizards, to Bullies, to Blue Whales, to Killer Whales.

All that to say, Claire has started soccer. Oh yeah, she's doing great. Their record: 1-1

Did I mention that by the time we got home the sun was out, and we went outside in shorts to work in the yard?