I was out on an errand yesterday for my husband. He needed yarn. Blue, Red, Black, Brown and Green. The girls were with me and were helping me pick it out. The oldest said, "Well, I hope when we get home Daddy does not get out two needles and go (insert clicking noises here)" I asked why. She said, "That is something ladies in rocking chairs do. Not boys or Daddies." I found that SOOOOO funny! The yarn is actually for the Army. They are using them to make sand tables! No, not dig and play in the sand tables. They are actually terrain boards representing the area they are about to invade.
Tonight both girls had their first real Upwards practice. The oldest really had a great time and she was so cute out on the court! She really guarded her zone! Her arms were up the whole time and she kinda bounced around people. But she ran fast and had fun! Her coaches were real pleased with her. The youngest was just the typical child suffering from Selective Mutism. She stood their on the stage, stared at the ground with her hand stuffed into her pockets. For one hour. Know what really breaks your heart? We picked her up and she said she LOVED it and had so much fun. It just kills me. I want to beat up this anxiety and yet our hands are tied. We can only keep making little bits of progress through therapy. She was cute though! =) Afterwards, I asked her team name. They are the Little Fireflies. I yelled, "Go Fireflies!" She yelled, "Go ThireThlies!" Adorable!!!!