Ideally, I should be writing a post every few days to update the blog and let everyone know what is going on with us. Truthfully, that is hard. I have a lot of ideas on what I should write about and we are taking our camera to more and more places. But the truth is, it is hard to get me to sit down and actually type. I find myself on the computer all day. When I get home, I don't even want to turn on the tv. I don't know, maybe I am getting old, or more mature, or even senile. I don't know to solve this problem. Until I get better at this, I will just dump a lot of pictures and stories and hope things make sense along the way.
These pictures are from opening day at T-ball. Henry played a game and we headed to the high school to watch them play. It was a nice day, but the problem was the concessions only took cash and we are a modern family with only credit cards. What was a family to do? Leave!
Henry says "We went home and got money and came back" (we actually didn't and I don't know he thinks this).
About a week after that we had a mini Solyntjes reunion. My uncle Jim lives in Pennsylvania and has lived their for a long time. He rarely comes and visits. In fact, Aaron has never even met him. He was passing through because his father in law died so the whole family got to meet him.
It seems like a typical Solyntjes gathering. We had our special crackers and dip, talked about the Twins, golf and business stuff. I feel like since my grandparents died 10 years ago, it just takes a huge effort go get everyone together. It is not intention, for I feel everyone likes each other, just logistics.
When I look at these pictures of Mark and Jim, and even my dad, I start to see my grandparents, particularly my Grandma Frances. I like the reminders
This is Jim admiring my father's hole in one.
When I took this picture, I had no idea which one or two fingers he was giving me. I am happy to report it was the nice fingers.
That afternoon Henry had a T-ball game. I really like this part of parenting where I can sit back and enjoy watching my son have fun.
A lot of times he tries to tell us he does not have any fun, but then you catch him dancing in the field.
Every kid has their own baseball gloves, helmet and bat. I'm not even sure I had a batting glove in high school. Really though, I am quite happy with the way this league is run. It is very professional. The coaches are awesome and are out on the field talking to the kids and helping them learn all aspects of the game. It is always a very positive experience.
I was listening to NPR or something a bit back and they talked about the parental role in cheering for sports. The person on was a former MLB player who has looked into what parents should do and say during the game. He seemed to come up with the conclusion that we should say and do nothing. If the child hears us cheering, he might start feeling extra pressure and feel like he needs to do more than he is able to and then start not having fun. Then he will quit and just sit on the couch all day and be a slug.
It seems extreme, but then I think that if Henry hears my voice, maybe it will pull him away from reality a little bit. So for now, I am clapping, and afterwards I might cheer him along a little. It probably doesn't matter much, but just in case.
I also heard that there are three things to say to kids before games: 1. Try your best 2. Have fun 3. I love you.
That's it. Seems pretty simple and too the point. I like that.
Man, I am a sucker for pictures of Ruby! I don't know how man I should include. I usually get to see her at least once a week. Franny and Ruby are pals.
Since my somnolence syndrome, I am starting to get my life back on its track. I told someone it was a hiccup and Franny looked at me and said "I didn't know you had the hic-cups." For the first few weeks, my drive was really diminished, now I am starting to get it back. I am thinking of what is my priorities, and what I can let go right now. I think it general, I am a pretty easy going person, and now I have to give into myself a little. It needs to be okay that I am not where I want to be, or doing what I want.
But still, I have a plan. I told myself I would do three things today. The first thing is this blog. The second things is walk on the treadmill. The third is to clean the kitchen. All of these things are feasible and if I finish it, I shall feel accomplished. I haven't done any exercising for 2 weeks and my body is tired. I just need baby steps.
Before this whole brain tumor thing, I was planning on a half marathon. Maybe in a year I can do that, but I need to start now.
Henry and Franny having a little dance party. They love this song Gummy Bears and bust a move with it! I love seeing them acting so free.
I wouldn't have guessed it, but Henry has the moves!
And then the dance party is over!
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