Soccer Saturdays with JoJo

 

Two seasons into her soccer career and I'd say she's loving it.

 

 

 

"You guys really need to cheer me up this game so I can get it in the goal." Jo in the car on the way to the fields. Pretty sure she meant "cheer me on." 







 

I could watch her run up and down the field all day. She's a little oblivious and totally happy.

 

 

 I noticed something this past week while I was taking pictures. Her tongue is always out of her mouth. Notice above three exhibits. She's looking just like her Auntie Ali.

 

With one game left on the schedule I think it's safe to say she's had an awesome soccer season. Excited for every practice and every game. Just so darn happy to be out on the field playing with her buddies. And the best part of the game for her....giving her coach Jessie high fives. She thinks he's pretty darn great.

 

 

 

Couldn't love this little soccer player any more.

Pumpkin Pickin'

 

 

Oh, what fun it is introducing Z to all the firsts.

I love that he seems to be enjoying the beauty of this season as much as I do.

 

We hit the pumpkin patch today. Well, more like the produce stand but it's just perfect for us. 

Jojo-always the clown.

I just might have to frame this one in the middle.

 





 

And this goof ball did NOT want to stop for 2 seconds for a picture. Hence the crazy eyes.

I can't imagine our family without this little one.

I am so thankful for the firsts we get to share with him.

 



 

Wouldn't trade one minute of this crazy, loud life. Love these monkeys.

 



Moments

This morning we started a new Bible study at church. Ann Voskamp's 1000 Gifts. I read her book a couple years ago so it shouldn't have come as a surprise when the tears welled up and the emotions let loose. Her words are so beautiful, so poetic and filled with truth. One of the many points that hit home today was the moments in our day. Each of the minutes that add up to the moments that comprise her lives.

Our days are so hurried. From the moment we wake in the morning we're hurrying from one activity to the next. By 8:45am I've already loaded kids in the car and left my driveway twice. Most days there will be at least four more trips down the driveway. Always on the go.

I have to admit, I'm growing weary of this pace. I want to slow down and enjoy the moments. I want to take in the minutes with my children because I know those minutes are fleeting and before you know it your baby boy is fourteen and feeling the growing pains of teen years.

I want to slow down and rediscover life with my kids.

To see the world through their eyes and with their enthusiasm.

I want to cherish each and every moment without feeling the pressure to rush to the next activity.

I want to document again so they have record of our moments together.

So when our memories fail us we have an archive.

 

 I don't want to miss the minutes with these sweet faces.

 

 

To see through their eyes and from their perspective.

Signs along the way that I've passed dozens and dozens of times but never noticed.

Today I'm giving thanks for those moments and prayerful for more minutes.

 Less hurried. More simple.