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Back in Natchitoches again. I mean, we were already in Alexandria for the archery tournament, it would just be a waste not to drive an extra hour to spend the night in Natchitoches and visit my high school again. The boys will be spending a week there this summer for camp, so I have two more drives up there this year.
I could not be more proud of Linus. His first archery competition (and the first for his school, and they’ve only been doing archery a couple of months, and not practicing a great deal) and he scored 207 out of a possible 300! Who knew he was a natural at this? Look at that arrow flying through the air! (It landed in blue, which is pretty good, if you ask me.) We have been calling him Katniss.
Twelve years, two months!
Went to visit Granny and Grandpa (George’s parents) on Sunday. The boys have officially passed up Granny in height!
[Sorry for all the posts today – gotta get caught up for the monthly pic!]
This is the third picture in a row of Miles and Linus. Guess who doesn’t like being in pictures? (Well, ok, none of them, really.) Right now, it’s always (American) football in the backyard.
Friday night, relaxing in the glow of the MacBook.
The series finale of our favorite show, The Good Place was on. Sad times.
Ziggy and Ollie and Leslie Knope.
The boys were trying to teach me how to make this face they make, with limited success. Photo by Oliver. (Sometimes you gotta outsource, you know?)
The boys had the day off, and it was a lovely cold, crisp day, so we took the Zigster for a walk. We stopped at the neighborhood market because I needed butter. All they had was $5 Amish butter (that’s for two sticks!) so yeah basically we are fancy is what I’m saying.
The boys play for the varsity (7/8 grade) soccer team at school, even though they’re only in 6th grade. And last night their team won the championships! Their team was undefeated, and I’m so proud they were a part of it, and that they played with older (and bigger!) kids, even though they were nervous about it at first.
Linus’s smile after the game is the best thing about all of it. They will not smile with their teeth showing (I have no idea why, they have perfect teeth) so catching this genuine, huge smiles from the boy who was most upset about not being put on a team with his classmates is the real victory.
What I imagine the kids on the other team are thinking…”wait, there ARE two of them!”
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