I am so blessed that these two get along so very well.
Poor guy got a piece of a wood chip in his eye.
Zack creates his own way of swinging when all of the big kids' swings are taken.
Scootering out to the baseball diamond for some mother and son fun!
Of course, we had to stop at the lake several times before we made it to the field.
After practice, Zack downed a Diet Coke. I never let him drink Diet Soda because of the bad stuff in it that has been proven to cause health problems, but this time I gave in to his unusual request. He usually wants water! I should add to that the fact that I am a Diet Coke addict!! It definitely is my vice!
In this next pic, I see a little teenager... sigh!
This is how we roll out to the field! I think I need to get Zack a baseball bag with a swish in a color other than pink! This bag is his mudder's.
Tomorrow Zack has baseball tryouts. He is playing in the minors with 7 and 8 year-olds. He seems to love the game and loves to play catch, field balls, and of course, he loves to be at bat. We'll see how he does. As long as he has fun and gives it his all, the season will be well worth the $150 it cost to play!
Zack had another week of 100%s on his tests. He also moved up a level in his Accelerated Reading program, and he was Student of the Week!!!
I got two letters from the school this week regarding Sophia. The first said she is not fluent in English, and the next said she needs glasses! She is not completely fluent if by that you mean that she understands all English words and concepts. However, she is conversationally fluent. As far as her eyes, well I am all over that as you know. I am holding off on the surgery until I find the best doctor available!
She had her first two afternoons of tutoring this week, and I already see a difference. She says words randomly and says, "Mom that starts with a ____." So she is progressing, and I'm continuing not to worry!
Today we walked our two miles around the lake, and Sophia insisted on holding my hand the entire way. My hand was SO SWEATY!!! I started to insist that we not hold hands when it dawned on me that one day I will WISH she'd hold my hand in hers. I'll miss the feeling of her tiny little hand in mine. So I sucked it up and enjoyed every minute of our sweaty palms. I'm not sure why she was wanting to hold hands. Usually she is so darn independent!
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