Arael has now started playing 20 questions with EVERYTHING that I say. I can't stand it. Because I said so! That is reason enough for her not to question me. I tell her everyday to not be in such a hurry to grow up. I believe both my parents and grandparents tried to tell me that. Arael is a lot smarter than I was, maybe she will get it.
The twins had their first basketball game yesterday. They are in 4th grade and play on the 5th grade team. They lost by a score of 50 something to 11. The twins, wait for it, had ALL 11 points. I don't know what to think about that. Maybe all the hours they have been spending in the gym is paying off. They both played very well but as you can imagine were very frustrated.
Tyler, well then there is Tyler. What would we do with out him. He is a lot like me, a social butterfly and he looks exactly like Matt. He keeps us entertained. I played checkers with him the other day because I needed to distract him from bothering Arael and Cheyanna while they had girl talk. Anyway, Grandma Doty taught me to play checker on a huge floor checker board. Then I would play against my father who would never let me win. Now Tyler learned to play from his father, and much like my father, it is all about strategy. It was killing him when I had a move that I did not see. It drove him crazy, "mom, you don't see that move. I can't believe you don't see that. Want me to tell you?" If he had not told me the several moves that I missed, he would have kicked my butt. As it was we had to call a draw. He contends that because I called the draw he wins by default. Little imp.
I have much more time now that JV Basketball is over. It is nice to be home with the kids. If it were not for Arael and her love for basketball, I probably would give up coaching. I can understand why my father did it for so long.
The apple doesn't fall far from the tree and I am certainly getting mine. Thanks to the curse my mother (and every mother) put on