Weekend

Trey and Sam had their football games on Saturday at Fort Lewis. It was pretty cool to be on the base and take a peek into the life that is the military life. The base is like a city with schools, rec programs, stores, gas stations, etc. My friend told me they even have a mayor! It was a pretty good time all but for the game. I don't know why I thought it would be a good idea to bring ALL the kids. WOW! What it does is remind me why I leave them home! I think the twins fell down the concrete steps about 5 times! The girls had to go to the bathroom(which at this particular field consisted of nasty honeybuckets that were WELL USED!). Again, a reminder of why I don't bring them to the games.
The games were good. Well, Sam's game was good. They won again and are now 6-0. This in a league in which we were told "I'm not sure you guys know what you're getting into." I think they weren't sure what THEY were in for!! Sam played well and had a blast. Trey's team was a different story. First of all we were missing our best player and another one of our good linemen. Needless to say--we struggled. There was a glimpse of good when the boys marched all the way down the field running the ball all the way and then topped it off with Trey throwing a perfect ball to his receiver in the end zone. His first touchdown pass. We prefer to remember the game that way rather than the interception that was right in his hands that he dropped! Oh well, he still has fun and that's all we can ask for.
Yesterday at church I was sitting in RS and with 10 minutes left I heard screams coming from down the hall in the nursery ( yes with the doors closed I could hear it!) and I recognized the cries. I went down the hall and found that Cooper and Porter had done very well that day--right up to the point when they started beating on each other with toys!! They were both screaming and I decided it was time to take them out. I left feeling bad for that poor nursery leader. You see, I see that every single day! The beatings, the screaming and crying--but I also see the moments of laughter and playing together, even the rare hugs! People say to me when they see the twins, " Oh, double trouble" (and they say it like they thought it up) and I always respond with "Yes that is true, but it is double the fun as well." That is so true with these twins. The trouble they get into is DOUBLE, but those moments of goodness and sweetness are doubled as well. I am so grateful for these guys and for all my kids. We are so blessed to have such a wonderful family.(Can you believe that as I'm saying this the twins are brawling about a helicopter toy? Dang, why don't I have two of these toys?)