We live in the sports haven of Texas. For those of you that have seen the movie or TV show Friday Night Lights, that was our school and the city where we live. Rob & I catch a lot of grief from our friends for not being sports fanatics. It’s been a great concern to many of them that our child be raised proper and put into sports at an early age so that he will one day achieve greatness by being chosen to play the ultimate of all sports, football. I say whatever to that!

I’m lucky to have a husband that isn’t all about sports. We are of the same mindset in that we want Liam to find his own way and will encourage him to try anything that interests him. So far, he has taken swim lessons and gymnastics classes. This month we enrolled him in the YMCA T-Ball program. The YMCA program is non-competitive and they don’t even keep score at the games. All the kids get to play and it’s just about learning some basics and having fun. Sitting out in the heat for practice isn’t my favorite things to do, but it was all worth it yesterday seeing him play in his first T-Ball game.

It’s hilarious to watch because the kids are clueless on what to do. Once they finally hit the ball, they usually forget to drop the bat and they have no idea where first base is. I was actually quite amazed at how well they did at their first game compared to their practices. I guess something just sort of clicks when they play another team.

Getting ready for the big game

It's a hit!

Taking his job at first base serious

I’m not sure if baseball will be his “thing” in the future but for now he seems to like it and has made a friend or two which is always good.

Mother’s Day 2011

I had a wonderful Mother’s Day today. It started with a dozen roses from my wonderful husband and Liam gave me a Starbucks Doodle It Tumbler that he wrote “Liam Loves Mom” on. Liam also wrote the same message on his dry erase board for me to see. I love that he’s learning to write and spell but I hate that he’s growing up so fast.

The Pre-K school also had a Mother’s Day Tea on Friday. Liam & I had lunch with all the other kids and their Moms. We were all given a set of aprons for the Moms and the kids with their handprints on them. I think the idea is for us to cook together in the kitchen but they obviously don’t know our family very well or they’d know this would be a more suitable Father’s Day gift. 😉 Rob thinks it’s funny because I don’t want the aprons to get dirty because I’m afraid the paint will wash off so I’m just going to store them away.

Mother's Day aprons

We also went to see G-Ma this afternoon at the nursing home and wish her a happy Mother’s Day. She was feeling a little down when we got there but perked right up when she saw Liam. He sang her a couple of songs and the whole place was perked up by the time we left. One lady was even doing a little dancing.

I hope all the Moms out there had a wonderful day with your kiddos. I sure did!

Liam and Dede aprons

Going for the Gold

This past weekend the weather was very nice and a perfect opportunity to let Liam burn off some cabin fever. We took him to the playground of what will most likely be his school next year (sniff). He had a great time playing until…

He was swinging and all was going well. He’s started to figure out how to lean back and pump his legs to keep himself going on the swing. Well somewhere in the midst of using all his new skills, he forgot the most basic one—to hang on! Yep, he let go as he was leaning back and did an almost perfect Gainer. I looked up about the time he was finishing his flip and on his forward lunge face-first into the dirt. My heart stopped and I just knew there was going to be blood everywhere when he got up. Rob scooped him up and after close inspection, we could not find blood anywhere but his face and mouth were full of dirt. We got him home and all cleaned up and other than his nose being scraped, he was fine.

I wonder how many more of these incidents I have in store for me. I’m afraid to even think about it because I know the count is going to be high. I took the picture below tonight while he was giving me his “I need sympathy” look.

Liam's scraped nose

A Texan in the Making

Texas ProudAs you may recall back in November of last year, Liam was working on his Texas Pride.

I’m happy to report that yesterday he officially used the word y’all in a sentence. It went something like this; “Mom, are y’all both going in the store?” This of course made me beam with my own Texas Pride.

Now, if we could just get him to like hot sauce, his Texan transformation would be complete!

A Sign of Our Times

I’ve discovered yet another thing that our child (and the rest of what Rob calls Generation Z) will never know during Liam’s visit to the optometrist last week.

Until now his eye exams have consisted of the doctor pretty much just shining a light through a prism into his eyes, seeing how his pupils react, and making an educated guess about the prescription needed to correct his vision. Back when Liam was 2, the doctor explained to us that with young children he couldn’t do any type of formal exam but he would be able to get better readings the older that he got. Well, with this visit, he got Liam to read a symbol chart.

Instead of the standard E’s pointing each direction chart, what’s used for toddlers and pre-K kids is a picture chart like the one below: (sorry about the image quality, it’s the best I could find on the web):

Childrens vision test picture chart

The doctor asked about the first symbol and Liam identified it as a cake. When asked how many candles, he correctly answered “3.” So far, so good.

But when the doc started on the second row, he asked about the first symbol and Liam said it was a shirt with a pocket. That’s when it hit me — Liam has no reference to know that symbol is an old-style telephone. All the phones he’s ever seen are either cordless or cell phones. I mentioned this to my friend who works at the doctor’s office and she said most kids call the telephone symbol a shirt.

I’m always amazed by things like this because it makes me wonder what else will have no meaning to our future generations.

Metcha Tres

Anniversaries are a way to remember, relive, reflect upon, and fully appreciate again important experiences and events in our lives. And today marks one of those major milestones for us. Words fail to paint the significance of that day, but it was life-altering to say the very least…

On our second day in Moscow, Russia, 3 years ago today, Monday, December 3rd, 2007, Dede & I met Liam for the first time!

We weren’t allowed to post or email photos of him until the adoption was finalized several weeks later, but of course we took lots of pictures on that special day. This is the first time we saw our son, being brought to see us by his kind caretaker, on that frosty morning in Podolsk:

Liam's "Metcha Day" photo

Big congrats to Melissa & Nathan who’re experiencing their own “Metcha Day” today!

Savoring Stone Soup

We ate lunch with Liam’s Pre-k class today. His class helped prepare stone soup and all of the parents were invited to come eat. Our little guy was very excited that we were joining him for lunch and that he got to help cook the meal. All of the kids were very proud of their contributions to the soup.

If you don’t know the old folk tale of this communal meal, here’s a short summary from Wikipedia:

Some travelers come to a village, carrying nothing more than an empty pot. Upon their arrival, the villagers are unwilling to share any of their food stores with the hungry travelers. The travelers fill the pot with water, drop a large stone in it, and place it over a fire in the village square. One of the villagers becomes curious and asks what they are doing. The travelers answer that they’re making “stone soup,” which tastes wonderful, although it still needs a little bit of garnish to improve the flavor, which they are missing. The villager does not mind parting with just a little bit of carrot to help them out, so it gets added to the soup. Another villager walks by, inquiring about the pot, and the travelers again mention their stone soup which has not reached its full potential yet. The villager hands them a little bit of seasoning to help them out. More and more villagers walk by, each adding another ingredient. Finally, a delicious and nourishing pot of soup is enjoyed by all.

Liam’s teacher informed us that they really did put a rock in soup but assured us that it had been washed and scrubbed thoroughly beforehand. Being the germiphobe that I am, this wasn’t the best news of the day but I survived and the soup was quite tasty! See for yourself…

stone soup

I love this time of the year when there are so many activities going on and this year is extra special because with my new job I’ll be off more days through the holidays to spend with my family.

Liam Stone Soup

Stone Soup Class