Tigers T-Ball

Gavin played T-Ball this spring with his best pal Cooper. It was hilarious watching these boys practice and try to figure out what baseball was all about. They mostly flopped on the ground whenever the ball came their way. I had my doubts, but when it came time for an actual game, they did pretty well.

Gavin got good at batting.

And running the bases, careful to touch each one.

Gavin was excited about fielding. (Austin was a great outfield coach: "OK, boys, get in a crouch! Punch your mits! The ball is coming your way!" and generally trying to keep them from sitting down or wandering off.)

I think his throwing form needs a bit of work. It looks like he's kicking a field goal.


Way to go, team Tigers!

Kindergarten Graduation

Gavin is officially ready for first grade!

Brother's Day

For Brother's Day Gavin wanted a cake "just like Lucy's but blond inside." So he got a yellow cake with chocolate frosting and sprinkles. And, for being an awesome brother, he got a Pirates of the Caribbean Lego set and Wii game. He was one happy kid.

Today at church the lady sitting across the aisle asked me how old he was. Gavin had been sitting next to Austin, singing right along with every word of the hymns. The lady was stunned that he was five and easily reading those big long words. I have to admit that I'm pretty stunned by his reading ability myself. Gavin has always been so remarkably sweet and snuggly and easy to get along with that it was a bit of a surprise to discover he's wicked smart too.

I feel so lucky to get to be his mother.

Lucy's Piano Recital

Saturday was Lucy's first piano recital.

I told her she should practice her songs a few last times, but she wanted to snuggle her chicks.

And she wanted to enter a three-legged race with her friend Hazel at the elementary school Spring Fling.

And she wanted to win the tug-o-war against the boys.

So she had no extra practice time before we had to be at the church for the recital (though she did have a lovely painted face from Spring Fling).


Still, my girl got up there like a champ and gave a confident and nearly flawless performance. After only five months of official lessons I was very impressed!

So was her piano teacher, Alison Cerutti.

I stayed up practically all night Friday making these cookies for the recital, then packing them in individual bags tied with purple ribbon. OK, I might have gotten a little carried away. But I thought a piano recital deserves classy cookies.