Happy Halloween

Batman says Happy Halloween everyone!

Flag Football 2010

Daulton played flag football this year and had a great season.  He played well offensively and defensively and was the top scorer on his team.  We are now living, breathing, and talking constantly about football and our evenings are spent playing football in the evenings.  Matt is happy to have someone to watch football with that actually pays attention and I am happy that Daulton has found something he is passionate about!

















The proud football dad!!

The picture below does not capture the look of fear and panic on the opponent's face.  Daulton's a pretty tough player and many a kid was knocked down if they were in his path.  Before every play Daulton would stare at the kid across the line.  I think they found it intimidating.

We are very proud of Daulton and I know we will be spending many Saturdays in the future on the sidelines being his loudest cheerleaders and strongest supporters!

Side Note:  I am also looking for good lawn chair recommendations and will be asking Santa for a new stadium seat (with a back) for Christmas.  I see lots of time in the bleachers in the future and I want to be comfortable.

 

Happy Birthday Matt!

You are the one who gets everyone out the door in the morning when we would rather stay in bed.

You know when to let us sleep just a few more minutes (or hours) when we need it.

You make our hurts better and make us laugh when we would rather cry.

You are our Chief Transportation Officer and ensure we get to where we are going in one piece and on time.

You keep us well fed and always smiling after our home cooked meals.

You taught us how good venison is when prepared correctly. 

You showed us how to play cornhole and how to love the game.

You are our editor-in-chief when it is time to do homework or write a new post for our blogs.

You know when I need wine and have a glass poured by the time I get home.

You are the Fashion Director and make sure everyone is looking presentable in public.

You give us the push we need to do better when we need it.

You are the carrier and lifter of all heavy stuff. 

You play football with Daulton every night, go to every game, and can remember every play of every game Daulton has played.

You are good at kicking the football to Daulton.  (added by Daulton)

Happy Birthday Matt!!  Daulton, Dixie and I love you very much!

Spaghetti Tacos

No, that title is not a typo.  Daulton had spaghetti tacos tonight.  Apparently this new trend was started by Daulton's favorite show iCarly.  The recipe is exactly as it sounds, make some spaghetti, put it in a taco shell, and eat. 

In case you thought I was making this up, here are some pictures.

He loved it!  Spaghetti tacos are here to stay! 

Note:  Matt and I did not try the spaghetti taco but Daulton told us it tastes exactly as it sounds. 

Time To Clean the Bathrooms

I love to clean.  I know it sounds crazy, but its true.  I love having a clean house and not having a clean house makes me crazy.  I have also used cleaning as stress relief before.  Taking out my anger and frustration on the kitchen helps me work out my aggression and I get a clean kitchen in the process.

As much as I love to clean, I hate cleaning the bathrooms.  The worst part about cleaning the bathrooms is definitely cleaning the tub.  I don't know why I hate it, but I do.

Luckily, I have been able to recruit a bathroom cleaning partner.  There are two bathrooms in our house, a boys bathroom and a girls bathroom.  Yes, we have segregated bathrooms.  Its better this way, trust me.

For some reason, Daulton really wants to scrub the toilet using the toilet brush.  I have no idea what the fascination is but I am going to take all the help I can get.  The toilet brush desire probably comes from the fact I have never let him do it until now.

I don't consider myself an organic, green person but having Daulton around and having him do chores around the house has made me think twice about what I use to clean.  I found some natural spray cleaner and we use denture cleaning tabs for the toilet (drop a couple in, let them work for a few minutes, then scrub and they are pretty cheap, $3 for 60).  The bubbles are fun to watch and I don't worry about him breathing in any chemicals.  And honestly, Matt and I shouldn't be breathing in that stuff either.

Usually we are a tag team, but this past time we each took a bathroom and worked on them separately.  The results were pretty awesome.  The counter was cleaned, the toilet sparkling, and only a few streaks on the mirror.  I can live with streaks if that means it is one less bathroom I have to clean.

Its nice to have a cleaning partner and I feel good about teaching Daulton how to help out around the house.  And I think he realizes that keeping the house looking nice requires a team effort.  Because if I have to clean everything by myself I am going to be a very cranky lady.  So really, its in his best interest to help out.

The End of an Era

I am a little behind in my blogging so this post is a little late.  Better late then never right?

This summer Matt played in a softball league with some friends.  He was an excellent baseball player in high school and played on several championship softball teams several years ago.  When Matt and I first started dating I used to go to his softball games and I loved watching him play.  I also thought he was really cute in his baseball pants!

So when Matt told Daulton and I he was going joining a softball league this summer, Daulton and I were very excited to watch him play.  Later in the season I had to play a few games, which I wasn't thrilled about but I did it.  (I apparently am still harboring resentment from being forced to play softball as a child, but we will save my issues for another day.) 

During Matt's last game of the season he hit it out of the park.  Daulton and I were so excited for him and loudly cheered for him from the stands.  On our walk to the car, I spotted the ball lying in the grass and sent Daulton out to get it.  Matt could have cared less about it but Daulton and I wanted it as a souvenir.  Its a good thing we grabbed it because when we got home, Matt declared he was retiring from softball and this was his last game. 

It was fun watching Matt play this summer and I am sure there will be some family ball games in the future.  (We won't be using real softballs due to an incident two weeks before school started and Daulton caught a ball with his face.  It was thrown by yours truly.  We have not played catch since but if we do, the new rule is to use tennis balls which do not leave bruises.) 

If Matt ever decides to come out of retirement, his two biggest fans will be there!