Quick Pic

Here is a picture taken just a few minutes ago of Tori walking around in one of Liz's heels. This is something Tori does multiple times each day, but curiously, not a single time while Liz was gone. I think she's happy to have her mom back.

Liz is back from China and re-acclimating to CDT. By all accounts she had a great time with Holly and Mom and Dad Kewish and will surely be posting reports. We missed her a lot and are happy to have her home.

You're in charge of the supplies...

There are admittedly few blogging activities lately due to Liz being in China for a week visiting my parents. She is enjoying the shopping and the culture and we are doing our best to juggle work and kid responsibilities this week while she is gone.

I expect Liz to file a full report when she returns, but in the meantime, here is a picture hot off the presses that she sent of her dinner last night, eating with the pictures the boys drew of themselves and sent with her. We miss her!

Unecessary Necesseties

I don't usually post things that I want on this blog but I couldn't help posting this sewing armoire. This is exactly what I have been looking for.

The Power of Suggestion

We discovered something new today about Tori...

The Beautiful Game

This past weekend our family's conversion from urban to suburban was made complete as the boys each began their soccer careers. They are playing in the local YMCA league and both of them are very excited. Charles is not actually that interested in the details of the game, per se, but is happy to be running around, sometimes even in the vicinity of the ball (Or maybe he's just relieved to be out of karate). Joseph, on the other hand, is fully aware of the task at hand and was zipping all over the field trying to score a goal.

At their level, it is co-ed, they only play four to a side, don't use goalies, and don't keep score. Well, except for the psycho coach of Charles' opposing team, who was way too into the game. You always hear about the cliche of overbearing coaches/parents, but you never imagine it might happen to you on your first Saturday. In this case, Charles played against a team that apparently had been together "for years," which I took to mean "two," since the kids were only 5 and 6 and soccer begins at 4. They must have scored at least 20 goals with the coach screaming things like "PASS TO THE OPEN MAN!," "SPREAD OUT!," AND "WE HAVE TWO PLAYERS IN ONE QUARTER!" Meanwhile, our team was struggling to grasp concepts such as 'which way to go' and 'not to pick up the ball with your hands and throw it.' Near the end of the game, when a freak corner kick came up for our team (we had rarely been on their side of the field the whole game, let alone near their goal), the coach started yelling for his 5-year-olds to "GET IN YOUR WALL, MAKE THE WALL!" and lined up three of his players in a wall at the near post. Meanwhile, our player was concentrating on just being able to make contact.

Here are the boys all geared up


And Joey trying to get his teammates ready for a kickoff

And more action shots of Joey