My days off work are few and far between. I have been documenting our busy life and the boys growing by leaps and bounds in photo format. I have to take a few hours every few months and review what has been going on! Basketball ended in February. We only had a few weeks rest before baseball began. All three boys had great seasons. I miss basketball. It is indoors. I live in Washington. Need I say more? :)
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| Michael free throw |
In February, my little Dalliroo turned 14...and grew 2 more inches...and is now wearing his 3rd suit in less than a year. I love when they dress up on Sunday. I love how clean and sharp they look once a week. Aaaah. Future missionaries!
Aaaand, now for baseball. Michael and Scott are playing for Southern again this year. I am not sure if we'll move them to Western next year. We've been with Southern since Dallin was 6. We'll see. Michael is in his last year in Majors. He's doing so great. His health has really improved, so he's starting to get back into his groove. I love watching him play :) He's so calm and humble. He usually plays first base and pitcher.
Then, there's Scott. He's nicknamed "Thunder." He is sooo passionate about the game. He cracks me up every game. He is only baseball age 9 this year, so he turns quite a few heads. He's 5 ft 4 inches tall and is a tank!
Dallin is playing for Western Little League this year. His buddies from school all play there and we live in their boundaries now, so we decided to make the switch. Little did we know that they would pull him up into the Seniors. Uh. His teammates drive themselves to practice. He was a little intimidated at first, but the team pulled him in and have really supported him. His nickname is "Big Rig". Love it!
He has done a little pitching this year. He's starting to remember how good he is. I loved watching him pitch for Cedar Heights against Sedgwick. Saweeet. He did awesome.
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| Dallin vs Marcus Whitman |
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| Dallin playing first base |
Scott turned 10 this May. Oh, I love watching them grow up, but I miss my little babies. Scott was trying to decide what to do for his party. I said, "What's your favorite animal?" He slowly smiled and said mischievously, "a liger." Oh, only Scott. So, we planned to eat "tots," "dang quesadillas," "1% milk," etc. in honor of Napoleon Dynamite.
