I LOVE SOCCER!

Kayla: SOCCER?!?! Oh my gosh, I LOVE soccer! MOM, can I go play soccer? CAN I? CAN I?

Mom: Are you sure? You said the same thing about ballet. We signed you up, and you cried for 4 straight classes and eventually we dropped out.

Kayla: No, I love soccer. I'm going to play. Soccer is like my FAVORITE!!! I love soccer!!

Mom: There's a soccer clinic coming up. Maybe you can go try it and see if you like it.

Kayla: OK! I want to go, I want to go!

Kayla: I'm gonna kick the ball like this! Let me show you! (she does this thing where she sucks in her cheeks before kicking and kicks with all her might)

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Fast forward to soccer clinic. My wife sends me this picture and texts me "she's totally NOT participating." LOL. She sat there during the whole clinic and didn't want anything to do with soccer.

After coming home, she goes "............can we play soccer?" My wife was not amused.

Kristin is the polar opposite. She's willing to try anything once.

Rolling in the deep

I love taking the K's on little excursions, no real reason other than to get them outdoors and exploring the space around them.

Kayla is Mommy's girl. Picked these flowers/plants just for her.

In one ear........

and out the other.

I swear, it's really true. You can ask them to do something one second, and it's like they didn't even hear it.

Luckily there are some things that hold their attention. Piano is one of them:

and this remake of a Katy Perry song from the show Glee.

Mom always said.......

....never to ride your bike in the house.

These were among many of the things I was told not to do growing up, and for good reason lol. I am thankful for all my mom has done to raise me and my brother. Many of the things I didn't agree with at the time, but now I realize it was for the best.

Happy mothers day to all the moms out there, and of course to my wife, for being a wonderful mom to the 2 K's.

The moment of truth

You know that feeling?

Biting into a strawberry, not knowing if its going to be sweet or sour.

Getting a shot at the doctors office, the anticipation, that split second where you feel that tiny little pinch.

Then, it's all over. The strawberry was sweet. The pinch wasn't so bad.

Kayla got ears pierced on Saturday. I think she had been hesitant to get it done due to that feeling. I'm glad to report, she handled it like a champ. Not even a wince. So proud of her.