Football Season

The boys had their first football games on Saturday. We had to drive down to San Antonio, which is 1 1/2 hours away. I think the rest of our games this season are a little closer to home, thank goodness. We left at 7:00 in the morning and didn't get back until 3:15. And we were sitting in the hot, hot sun from 9:00 until 1:30. (They each had a game, and the games each lasted 1 1/2 hours, and we had to be there early to practice). Luckily, at the last minute before we left, I thought to bring a big umbrella, and I rigged it to the chain-link fence on the edge of the bleachers, so the kids and I could huddle in some shade while we watched the games. I don't think Henry would have survived if I hadn't brought it. And the snacks kept the girls alive. I think they ate the whole time. Does anyone else agree that grapes are just the best thing in the world when you're outside and hot and thirsty and hungry? I love taking grapes to things like this. We ate a whole big huge bag.

The boys had fun playing, but I think it was a bit harder than they thought it would be. And poor Tristan was near tears at the end of his, because he had thought he had gotten 3 tackles and was so excited about it, but then found out that they didn't really count because he was just jumping on the pile at end and wasn't really the guy who did the tackle. It's hard for me to watch both of them out there when I can tell they're trying so hard to do something, but they don't know where they're supposed to be going, so they kind of run around tentatively and then don't end up doing anything. I guess this is how they learn.



Oliver before his game. When I see him out there on the field, he doesn't look like my little chunker anymore, and I realize he's growing up.


Daniel trying to get the kids somewhat organized during the game. Is it just me, or does #88 on the other team seem a little big?


Half-time pep talk from Dad.


Tristan getting ready for his game. He's so happy to be playing tackle this year. I don't think they give them near enough pads. I don't know how he survives out there. I guess they just do.



I know he feels very tough in his helmet and all his gear, and yet, I can still see those gorgeous long eyelashes peeking through. I love this kid!


Tristan in action (#7)


Henry watching the games from his carseat. He wasn't quite sure what to make of all of the excitement, but he was a very good sport. Thanks to the big umbrella I was able to keep him in the shade the whole time.


Ollie decided to give Rachel a little reading lesson during Tristan's game. What fun kids I have!