Tennis Buddy

Wm is pretty much the best kid ever.  He's super sweet.  Example...

Me: I'm playing tennis with Erin sometime this weekend, I think.

Steve: I wish I had a tennis buddy.

Wm [yelling from other room]: I WILL BE YOUR TENNIS BUDDY, DADDY!

Then, I had to go to a dinner at the department chair's house last night, so Steve took Wm out to dinner. I guess Wm said 3 times that he wishes Mommy was there and that he missed me. Best. Son. Ever.  

White Fang!

In other awesome news, my department nominated me for the Staff Above and Beyond Award!  I did not realize this had occurred until we were sitting at the Staff Recognition luncheon, I had a mouth full of salad, and they called my name.  I had to go up and get my certificate and get my picture with the Dean.  I just hope I didn't have salad in my teeth!  But it was a really nice surprise!  

Major Award

Soccer!

Wm had his first soccer practice tonight.  He did great!!  In fact, he won the first game of sharks and minnows they played!  Steve was especially proud.  When we left, I asked how much he liked soccer.  He held his hand up near his head and said "this much."  I asked how much he liked Legos and he jumped high into the air and stuck his hand super and and goes, "this much!"  Then he said, "I would have to jump as high as the sky and into space to show you how much I love you and Daddy!"  *tear*

Meeting the teammates

Drills

The Huddle

Warm up

It's a good thing Steve is around.  I would have taken Wm with nothing but the shoes on his feet. Steve got him shin guards and a kid ball (cleats coming).  When we got there, all the other kids were similarly equipped.  At least one of us knows what we're doing!

Smarty Pants

We went up to NE Ohio to celebrate Uncle Mike's Big 4-0 on Saturday.  Wm had the time of his life on the trampoline (even though it took some years off mine watching him) and running around with Andrew.  On the way home, he wanted Math Challenges.  He got to such high numbers that Steve said he was probably better at math than I am. So...it became Mommy vs. William.  Sadly, I pretty much lost.  Wm can add two 2-digit numbers in his head faster than I can.  Even sadder, when Wm wants Math Challenges when Steve isn't around, I have to use the calculator on my phone to get the answer before he does so I can tell him if he's right.  Wm finds this endlessly amusing.  Also, he was WIDE AWAKE the entire drive home...then fell asleep at 10:15, when we were 10 minutes from home - and it was POURING rain.  Luckily, even though he woke up on the way in, he went right back to sleep in his bed! And slept in until nearly 8:30 this morning - wooooooha!

I *may* be a bit hormonal.  So I had this conversation with Steve just now...
Steve: [quietly humming to himself as he flips through something on the couch]
Me: You don't think I'm pretty anymore, DO YOU?
Steve: [sigh] Of course I do.
Me: NO YOU DON'T!!!!!
Steve: Good lord.  You are in a mood.  When are you going to head into the Red Tent?
Me: DON'T MOCK ME!!!
Steve: You are acting like a teenager today...seeking negative attention, acting out.
Me: I know.  It can't be helped.  [pause] IT'S BECAUSE YOU THINK I'M FAT, ISN'T IT?

On the plus side, I think Steve gave Wm a bath tonight just to escape me.  So now I have time to peruse The Internets at my leisure.

Devil Chiropractor

I went to a chiropractor for the first time ever today (based on the advice of a friend).  And...that guy was a major douche.  When I told Steve I had an appointment he was all, "Don't do it!  They are all ambulence-chasing quacks!"  But I went.  And proceeded to have this conversation with the ambulence-chasing quack...

Chiro: You're how tall?
Me: 5'3''
Chiro: And I would guess you weigh [EDITED] pounds?
Me: Wow...that is actually just about right.
[Chrio comes over and starts prodding around]
Chiro: Yeah - you're thick.
Me: Uhhh, what?
Chiro: Like stocky.
Me: Ooookay.
Chiro: I can tell you're in good shape and you do strength training. But, I mean, you're just thick.  [mimes strange muscle pose and uses deep scary voice] No one's gonna mess with you!
Me: [silently fuming]
Chiro: I'm going to test your reflexes now. [SLAMS rubber hammer into my leg]
Me: [leg flies into air against my will]
Chiro: Look at that!  Your reflexes are so extreme.  I can tell you are a high strung and anxious person.
Me: [seriously hating this chiropractor]

Looking back...I guess he didn't say anything that wasn't true.  But, dude - keep it to yourself!  A modicum of professionalism would have been nice.  I feel like I should have ended the visit like, "since we apparently have such a close, personal relationship and can point things out about each other...you have a gross brown front tooth."  I called Steve on my way home and told him all about it.  His response was, "I hate to say I told you so..."  Then, I am entertaining the neighbors with the details of the visit and, no joke, the husband says, "ahhh, chiropractors are all quacks!"  Apparently this is well known.

And, proving that he is super awesome, Wm burst into a Neil Young song tonight.  Just playing with Steve, Wm belts out, "old man, look at my life...I'm a lot like you!" (Thinking about it, maybe he was just telling Steve that they have a lot in common.)

Lastly, here I am modeling the glasses that Wm made for me at camp:

Pictures

Last weekend we had a professional photo session at the Park of Roses.  Our first professionally taken family pictures!!  In 4-6 weeks, we get a DVD with all the shots (the photographer is currently fancying them up on her computer).  But, she gave us 4 "sneak peak" shots that she has completed so we get a taste of what's coming.  Wm is pretty much the cutest. (The photographer even changed her facebook profile shot to the color one of Wm below...he's that cute, people.)

I love how Wm looks very unsure about this whole business

When we get ownership of the DVD all the shots, I will share!!

Fair

Wm's first ever coke!  We told him it was because the fair is for awful food.

Wm won a dolphin

Steve attempting to scale a ladder for a prize...

And failing.

GO BUCKS!

The Big Slide

Fair Food!

Sky ride (Wm was not a fan this year)

LEGOS!!!!

Wm enjoying his "fair treat" 

Steveapalooza

This is a very Steve-centric post.  But Steve has had an exciting couple days...

Steve looking very dapper 

Steve ROCKING OUT

Mimi watched Wm so Steve and I could go party last night.  And Steve partied hard.  He was feeling good enough that he even took up the mike at Rock Band TWICE.  I did capture the first time on video (the second time, I was on drums, so I wasn't able to record it).  I got up this morning, went to get Wm, hung at at Mimi's for a bit, came home, and Steve was still in bed.  Wm was like, "Daddy is LAZY!"  I told him, "Daddy is sleeping it off, man." And Wm goes, "Sleeping what off?" and I said, "his rock and roll lifestyle."  Wm made a face and ran upstairs and threw himself on Steve.  Who managed to roll out of bed and is currently picking up breakfast.  But, here he is last night, RAGING: