Saturday, September 28, 2013

Green and Gold

No trip to Green Bay is complete without some Packer-related activity, even for us natives.  Luckily, we were in town long enough to catch a practice.  A few years ago, the Packers built a new facility for the fans to come and watch the practices, and though we got there at about 8:30 - ten minutes after practice started - it was already getting pretty full.  The seating supports about 1,500 people.  There's no messing around with Packers fans!

We brought some doughnuts for breakfast, and then settled in to watch some football!

We were still catching warm-ups.  There's Clay Matthews!

And more stretching.

Then there was a brief scrimmage.

After the scrimmage, individual teams broke off.  We had the best view of the defensive backs...

...and the offensive line.

And the linebackers too.

Down field we could see the receivers and the quarterbacks practicing. 

I'll admit, it was kind of cool to hear the crash of helmets when these guys practiced tackling. 

Poor special teams...all on their own.

I was surprised at how quickly they rotated from one thing to another.  After individual teams, they went back to scrimmage mode.

The big guy himself.

Hey coach!

After scrimmage, back to teams.  They rotated on the field, so we got a better view of the quarterbacks this time.

Then there was a water break and music over the PA.  This guy couldn't resist dancing.

Back to teams.  I wouldn't want to be in the middle of these guys.

More scrimmaging, but a better view this time.

A fight even broke out.

I love being from this football town.  I love the energy and the crazy fans and the sea of green and gold apparel on any given day (it is not reserved for game day).  I love the old guys who, roster in hand, pick out their favorite prospects and take notes and debate how the season is going to go.  There's no place like Green Bay!

Thursday, September 26, 2013

The Natural

Claire has always been amazing at sharing.  Even when she was Henry's age (i.e. without any practice sharing with siblings), she didn't balk when other kids would take her toys at play group or get possessive of things she had set down or intended to pick up.  She was a natural sharer, giving away her last treat or handing over something to placate a crying child.  Sure, she has her moments now with a little brother who has sticky fingers (both literally and figuratively), but she is great at helping Henry and taking care of him.  

There are a few things that make a mother beam with pride.  One of those is watching your children play nicely together.  And especially when one is a little more gracious than the other.  

You know how there's always that ONE toy that everyone wants to play with at the same time?  Well, at my parents' house, it was this little trike thing.  If Claire was on it, Henry was at her heels crying to have a turn.  Even though his legs were not long enough to reach the pedals, Henry loved it. 

Imagine my surprise when Claire, who had been pushing herself along, graciously gave up her seat to instead push Henry around.

She even did it with a smile on her face.  I love my sweet, sharing girl.

I hope Henry takes a few notes.  He still has a lot to learn.

Beach Day

Things got really quiet after Erin, Beth and the kids left.  So we tried to keep ourselves busy to avoid missing them.  Adam, Dad, and Henry decided to take in a Timber Rattlers game (single-A baseball), and Mom, Claire and I decided to have a girls' day at the beach.  

Despite the clouds, we drove out to Algoma to enjoy some warm sand.  Well, it wasn't all that warm.  It was hazy over the lake, breezy, and the only way I could stay comfortable was to cover up in a blanket.  Claire seemed fine.

Claire quickly busied herself collecting rocks, feathers, and playing in the sand.

Me and my momma hung out by the blankets.

After a while, the sun peeked out, and Claire and I took a little walk down the beach.  We came across these pretty pink flowers.  They smelled really sweet.

Then I got my pretty girl to sit in the pretty flowers.

She even picked some for me.  Sweet thing.

It probably wasn't the ideal beach day, but it was fun to hang out with the girls.

Thursday, September 19, 2013

The Little Things

The last thing I need to write about is a trip to the zoo.  Been there, done that.  But sometimes, recurring events are the scene of some special things.  Just little things, really.  But special nonetheless.

Like when a new (though already loved) family member shows how special she is, without even realizing it.

Like when cousins share a moment of discovery with each other.

Like having a new experience.

And overcoming fears, even with the gentle coaxing of someone you love and trust.

Like making a new friend.

And then reluctantly saying goodbye to that friend.

Like creating bonds with those that you love dearly, but live so very far away.

All those little things are very big indeed.

Harper Turns 3!

We sure love this little girl, and we were excited to wish her a happy birthday.  But, of course, this little sassafrass decided to have so...