Papa tomato and baby tomato were walking down the street. The baby tomato started lagging behind so the papa tomato stepped on the baby tomato and said:
Ketchup.
I have started a million posts but could never follow through without pictures. I still haven't found my stone-aged battery sucking camera but I pirated some photos from my parents' computer today. I have some catching up to do myself.
During the month of May, Iwa was tearing up the T-ball field. One of the teachers at the tiny private church school where she attended Preschool had a moment of insanity and decided to start a T-ball team for 4 to 6 year olds.It was a hit and they had enough of a turnout to have a boy's team and a girl's team.
I learned that there is no hustle in this child whatsoever. She moseys to the bases.
I also learned that Kawika is really ready to play something organized. He really really wanted to be the one who had the T-ball game. (but he can be temporarily distracted by blue suckers)It was crazy trying to get to games with everyone fed and hydrated and present but we did it and I have a feeling this is just the beginning of a wild ride with these three but bring it on.