At the beginning of the summer, I ordered the boys to play outside right after breakfast for at least 20 minutes but they would only last 10 minutes and I gotta tell you, I don't blame them. It's brutal! One evening the boys really wanted to play catch with their daddy. It was after 8:00 p.m. and we actually made it outside to tolerate it. But these boys were craving some much needed outdoor time.
With the t-ball season over (THANK YOU JESUS!) it was good practice to throw and play catch. It seems now that the season is over, Nolan's actually got a pretty good idea on how to work that glove to catch the ball.
Campbell, on the other hand, just loves to make the meanest pitching face he can to intimidate the opponent. But for every mean face, he has a super sweet face.
I'm SO getting payback from the torture I put my mom through...my favorite phrase as a kid? "Mom, watch this!" But it usually was more like this...
"Mom, Mom, Mom, Mom, Mom, Mom, Mom, Mom, Mom, Mom, Mom, Mom, Mom, Mom, Mom, Mom, Mom, Mom, Mom, Mom, Mom, MOM! Mom, Mom, Mom, Mom, Moooooooooooooooom, watch this!"
Shortly after this, Justin took them to see a Fort Worth Cats game all by himself while I was on my girls' trip. I thought he'd lost his mind but he said that they absolutely loved it. Guess I just needed to be out of the picture and give them some male bonding time.
Of course, it wouldn't be a typical evening if someone didn't get hurt.
But that can easily be fixed by just acting like you're going to bite their face off. Silliness seems to work a lot better than being overly sympathetic in our house. It must be part of raising boys.