This is my second blog written to capture memories made with our grandchildren. The link to my first blog, "Meet Our Grandchildren," is listed below in the right hand column. Hope you have time to read some of it. Our journey to becoming grandparents has been full of adventure and much love.
Tuesday, October 25, 2011
Alex Plays Soccer in Kindergarten
It has been so much fun watching Alex on the soccer field. The first third of the season he ran from one end of the field to the other, not really knowing why he was doing this.
By the middle of the season, he was starting to catch on. He knew it was great to get that ball inside the cage.
The last third of the season he was disappointed that he didn't "make a goal." And he knew he could not touch the ball with his hands. He really played well, especially since he had never been on a soccer field before and his coach did not call practices.
I am looking forward to seeing him play again next year, if that is the choice he makes. There's a rumor going around that Em might play next year, too. It's a tough decision - Rah Rah or soccer star. We'll have to wait until next year to find out who makes what decision. All in all, it was another fun experience. Hugs and kisses,
know that I live on, vibrating to a different measure -- behind a thin veil you cannot see through. You will not see me, so you must have faith. I wait for the time when we can soar together again, -- both aware of each other.
Until then, live your life
to its fullest. And when you need me, just whisper my name in your heart . . . I will be there.
The above rainbow appeared over Amanda's garden shortly after her family planted it. Truly a sign our Special Angel Baby is watching over us.
I have been blessed with a wonderful husband, Ken, two amazing daughters, Kristen and Michelle, their husbands, Corey and Don, and five grandchildren who have touched my heart in more ways than I can ever verbalize. My fondest memories are of my Dad spending precious time with my daughters telling stories of times gone by, building forts in his living room, eating corn toasties dripping with butter. The list goes on and on. My daughters recount these memories of Grampa Harpy to their children. This blog is my endeavor to recount special times shared and many memories made with my very special grandchildren. It is my hope they will share them with others as the years go by.