by Sarah | Aug 28, 2010 | All About Denver, Cross Country, Tween-ology
When Brandon was young he played soccer. He was scared of getting hit, but he could run across that field. He loved it, but it got insanely expensive to play so we backed off.
Enter middle school – the boy wants to play a sport. He chooses Cross Country.
By the skin of our teeth we got him in for a physical in time…and he started the same day (two Monday’s ago).
Thursday he was in his first meet. I was so proud of him! I’ve never had a good stamina for running, and I envy his persistence at it. They run almost 2 miles in middle school meets – and the kid forgot his inhaler!
But he did it!
Not only did he run the full length of the meet looking just a bit winded at the end – he came in 20th place AND beat his best time by over 2 minutes!
Then after it was all said and done…he still had time to flirt…with TWO girls…
That girl in black? The opposing team. The girl in red? He says he USED to like her, but now she’s just a friend.
Yup. that’s my boy.
It’s the eyes. The kid has melt-worthy blue eyes. I’m in SO much trouble now that he’s noticing girls.
Oy, the headaches of a near-teen.
So yes…a VERY proud Mama ready for the next meet!!
by Sarah | Jul 21, 2010 | All About Denver, All About Erik, All About Family, All About Marriage
This week’s writing prompt list over at Mama Kat‘s suggested that we write about our wedding song.
The first thing I thought of was not our wedding song, but OUR wedding song. Makes sense, right?
To clarify, when Archie and I got married, Brandon was three years old. Our first date he didn’t ask ME out…he asked out Brandon and I both. We went to Pizza King so Brandon could see the train going around carrying drinks, and play video games.
It impressed my father.
It impressed me.
When it came down to planning the wedding we had the Father/Daughter dance picked. We had our first dance picked. But there was something missing. Something important.
That little guy had been a part of our beginning. Our middle, and he had to be a part of this too. We had to make sure of it.
My Dad came up with the perfect song. The one that meant a lot…fit just right.
He Didn’t Have to Be by Brad Paisley
When a single mom goes out on a date with somebody new
It always winds up feeling more like a job interview
My momma used to wonder if she’d ever meet someone
Who wouldn’t find out about me and then turn around and run
I met the man I call my dad when I was five years old
He took my mom out to a movie and for once I got to go
A few months later I remember lying there in bed
I overheard him pop the question and I prayed that she’d say yes
And then all of a sudden
Oh, it seemed so strange to me
How we went from something’s missing
To a family
Lookin’ back all I can say
About all the things he did for me
Is I hope I’m at least half the dad
That he didn’t have to be
The words say it all. Brandon wasn’t five – but he helped Archie pop the question. He was at the wedding, holding our hands, and we all danced together as a family at the reception. Moments after that kiss in the picture Brandon called Archie ‘Dad’ for the first time. It took a few months of adjustment, but soon he was calling him Dad all the time.
Archie didn’t have to ask out the single Mom. He didn’t have to ask out her little kid. But he did.
And we’ll forever be glad that he did.
by Sarah | Jul 1, 2009 | All About Denver, Photography
This weekend Brandon and I went on a dusk photography nature walk with a couple of photographers at the local nature park. They praised him (as do I) for his attempts to capture everything without a hint of hesitation. The results of his attempts are astounding…and shown below-I’m impressed…are you? (P.S. My pics coming in the next day or two)
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by Sarah | Jun 11, 2009 | All About Denver
Two weeks ago, school was over. The last day was a Thursday – and it was all over. Brandon finished fifth grade (next year he’ll be in middle school!).
The past few years I’ve dreaded the last day of school. For Brandon it was like a punishment to be told to play outside. He sat around the house and moped. He would go and spend days and weeks with the in-laws just to escape the boredom that was being home.
But in the past year the neighborhood that I’ve always loved has gotten even better. There’s been an influx of kids (and dogs – everyone got puppies this year) and I can’t get Brandon to come home to eat any of his meals!
There is nothing I like more than a neighborhood full of kids my son’s age on a street with no free traffic (very little traffic at all)!! It’s so wonderful that he has so many friends to play with!
by Sarah | May 11, 2009 | All About Denver, Tween-ology
“Something happened at school today.”
I look at my son in concern. This could be anything.
“I almost asked out a girl.”
Uh…back the truck up, you WHAT? I just grin, and ask why he didn’t.
“Someone beat me to it.”
I blink a few times, trying to digest this. Clear my throat, “Okay. So why didn’t you ask her out too?”
“Well, cuz then she’d be going on a double date.”
I resist the urge to facepalm right in front of him, stifle my laughter and point out that this is NOT what I meant.
He has since assured me that this coupling won’t last because Cindy* is country, and the other boy is city/hiphop. “It won’t last until next week.”
My poor boy. I’ll be having his Dad have a chat with him tonight. He needs a few clues thrown his way.
by Sarah | Jan 22, 2009 | All About Denver
“But it’s not actually pee…”
Those were the words that greeted me from my soon-to-be-eleven-year-olds mouth yesterday after school. It didn’t end there. He told me what it actually was – and about some of the questions that were asked.
Ah the joys of puberty movies. I really wish he’d waited until his Dad got home for such a proclomation. Thank goodness I was cleaning, because I’m sure my face was bright red.
Oy. I’m not ready for puberty…but the appearance of zits and the first signs of pit hair tell me that I haven’t got any choice.
I need strength…because I’m really ,really not ready for this…not with a boy. Even with Archie around I’m still going to get some of it…oy.
When Brandon was young he played soccer. He was scared of getting hit, but he could run across that field. He loved it, but it got insanely expensive to play so we backed off.
That girl in black? The opposing team. The girl in red? He says he USED to like her, but now she’s just a friend.
