Loooong Weekendย 

 It’s been a rough couple days for my Gusty (cute, eh? Peter called him that the other day and I like it). He didn’t sleep much for 2 nights so I finally decided to take him to the doctors before the long weekend. The first boy is at the doctors for everything and, by the last, I put it off as long as possible.   

I held him for 2 or 3 nights…naps and all. It was the only way he’d sleep. 

  

Torture. He cried the whole way home from the docs in Hanover. “Mmmm-mum-mum” was all I heard :(.

  

Trapped again. Every time I tried to lay him down he’d freak. His ear must’ve been hurting.

  

Big baseball tournament for 9U this weekend. They slaughtered the first three teams they played and then got slaughtered in the semi-finals. A few errors in the last game…good learning experience. I tried to tell Killian you have to lose once in a while to appreciate the wins. ๐Ÿ˜€ 

Seamus was soooooo good all weekend. He even sat (holy sh@t! Yes, he sat) and watched/cheered for Killian’s team. 

||Side Note: we need to work on posture.||

  

This guy was awesome too. Borrowed this Goโ€ขpod for Sunday’s game. It was a big help! 

I brought chalk on Sunday so we could keep a tally on the score. Genius, right?! Ha.    

 

Auggie is a big hit with the kids. Everyone comes to see him after the games. ๐Ÿ˜˜  

 

The 9 am class today, Memorial Day. We all c-c-c-crushed Murph (1 mile run, 100 pull ups, 200 push-ups, 300 air squats, 1 mile run). I finished in 57 minutes and something. Not a personal best for me…next time.  


…..and Peter took my beloved to trade her in. I need more room having 4 boys and baseball/football equipment, friends, strollers, groceries. It also smells like someone died in there so it’s time to trade her in. It’s a sad day. I’m getting a minivan and I have a bob haircut, what the hell happened to me? Oh yeah and give me any shit about driving a minivan and I’ll blast you in the grill piece. ๐Ÿ‘Š๐Ÿป Carry On.

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New House Guest

  
My enemy moved into the basement.  I’m 5 foot nothing and am not genetically built to row!  Why are you here?!  Who sent you?!  I can hear it all now “drive through the heels, back straight, elbows in Faith, keep your heels down, hands before knees, 11 and 1, big pulls, B R E A T H E!” Mother effer. I never quit anything in CrossFit..except rowing. Yup, right in the middle of a row for time…I’m out. Well, that was before I was pregnant w Auggie. I really disliked running while pregnant so I usually just rowed instead. I’m much better than I was, but still no sub 2 minute 500m…ridiculous. I need to be more #aggressive. 

 
This one. T-R-O-U-B-L-E

  

I had to send a picture of Dallas into school as a toddler for his 5th grade end-of-year (end of elementary school, end of me driving my boy to school, ๐Ÿ˜ข) celebration. Peter found this one. I had to send it even if it’s a little blurry. Who would’ve known then how much he would love football? He did, I guess. 

  

It seems like everyone I know is SO into fishing lately. What gives? Anyway. Killian is obsessed with it. So, this is him after a double header on Sunday. He played two great games (they won both)….he should be tired. Nope! Look at him…in his uniform, filthy, so stinky, fishing with a stick. One of his good buddies behind him, fishing. They are so hardcore. 
So it was

Mid Week

  

Bellingham on Mother’s Day…this boy is so easy! He hung out under the umbrella for a bit, psyched he could stand up by hanging on to a cooler. I couldn’t decide between these two pics…his face…I can’t even. 

  
He thought he was so sneaky hiding under there. 

 
This guy got to play catcher at his last instructional game. I thought he would hate it. I was wrong. 

  

I was cleaning off the coat rack and found a bag I used to use. This was in it from my mamma. I used to take these little things for granted. Now I see….

  Making his way up the stairs. Really August?!  

 C-C-C-CrossFit Kids today! Good, sweaty time had by all! 

  
I look up from the sink all frustrated, angry and annoyed and I see this….all my boys (even the cat) hanging out on the floor. Why get a bigger house? They’d all still be on top of us anyways. I love this. 

Two Weeks Jammed into One Post

9:30 at night on a Monday…I am currently still trying to get the baby to sleep, Peter is putting sheets on our bed, he just shaved Killians head, Seamus wants to know where his milk is and show me for the 1,576,348 time what he wants for his birthday that passed weeks ago, we just finished dinner at 8:56 so I still have to clean that up, pack stuff for teacher appreciation day tomorrow, try and do a load of laundry so I don’t fall too far behind and I’m 39 tomorrow. Breathe baby, just breathe. 

  

Seamus’ first instructional game tonight. He did awesome. “He thinks he’ll do that again” were his exact words. He had so much fun. It’s nice we all went to his game tonight since he’s been to SO MANY of the other boys games. 

   
His good buddy Tyler let him wear his hat…it almost fits, mind you, Tyler is 12. โ˜บ๏ธ


My little guy learned to crawl three weeks ago and is now zipping all over the place and stands up every chance he gets. I’m doomed. This was him at baseball on Sunday. I don’t know why I bother to put him on a blanket, he just crawls off and eats the grass anyways.  

  
Knickers?

  

 A few from Auggie’s baptism. That little boy holding the candle did such a great job. I kept reassuring him he was doing super and he wasn’t going to drop that candle on me or the little person right in front of him ๐Ÿ˜. You know how when you try and concentrate and hold something really still it messes with you and you feel like you might drop it at any second? Yeah. 

The bottom picture is my brother and sister-in-law, his Godparents.
So that ๐Ÿ‘†๐Ÿปwas last week…like last, last week. Here’s this week:

   
My birthday with these guys. Wouldn’t want it any other way. 

  

These two…partners in crime. Seamus is teaching him the ropes. “Scream while they drive. They love that.” 

  

This guy and his comb-over thinks he’s soooo cool standing up. Problem is, he has trouble sitting down from here so he just yells for help. 

Milo and family came to watch Seamy crush instructional baseball. 

 
Lost his first tooth ON the field tonight. How appropriate ๐Ÿ˜‚

I’m sure you heard about the chair that Peter got so sick of the kids fighting over he threw on the patio at 8:30 at night and told me to get rid of it. I did. 

#goodtimes