Preparing for Blastball

Unfortunately, Micah's birthday was 26 days too late to allow him to play blastball this fall.

Blastball is a version of t-ball for 3-year-olds that consists of hitting a t-ball off of a tee and running to first base. Except first base isn't your ordinary bag. In blastball the bag honks when the kids step on it. Like most t-ball leagues there are no outs and everyone gets to bat each inning. The only big difference in blastball and t-ball is that the kids don't run past first base. The defensive side is exactly the same: a bunch of 3-year-olds all run for the ball after it's hit. Once the dog pile is dismantled, one child proudly raises their arm in the air holding the ball and the play is complete.

Since we're FINALLY getting some cooler weather (imagine high 80s to low 90s....ahhhhh refreshing), Tom's been working with the little man in the back yard.

Pirates Say "Arrrrrg!"

The birthday celebrations continued into the weekend.

Saturday afternoon we held a birthday party at My Gym for Micah and some of his preschool classmates.
They played.

They bounced.

They sang.

They walked the plank.

They ran.

They zipped.

He even rode a motorcycle.

They watched a puppet show.

They sang "Happy Birthday"
He made a wish.

They ate.

[Micah referred to Kinley (the curly blonde above) as "girlfriend" the whole party.]

We all had fun!

Happy Birthday Pirate Micah! We love you!

Happy Birthday Micah!

In honor of Micah turning 3 on Friday, Tom and I took him to Safety Town to see the fire trucks and drive the jeeps through the miniture town.






Safety Town was fun, but the 100+ degree temperature was a bit outrageous. I think we wrapped up our visit after only 30-45 minutes. We'll return for another visit when the temperatures cool off a bit.

For dinner we took Micah to Kobe for his first hibachi grilled dinner.
He didn't eat anything there, [Good thing I picked up a personal pan pizza on the way] but he quietly sat still long enough for Tom and I to enjoy our dinner though.

Happy 3rd Birthday, Micah!

Preschool 1

We survived the first day of Preschool 1. He received praise and glowing reviews from his new teachers. I'll give it some time. They'll experience his wild side in due time.

In other news, Micah has a new girlfriend. I was informed by little Kinley and her mom that Micah is Kinley's boyfriend and that she talks about him all the time. Micah turned red in the face with the biggest smile and started clinging to my leg. He looked up and said, "She's my girl." And there you have it. Preschool love.

He did tell me he was mad at Maddie last week, but he didn't say anything else about it. I suppose he's gotten over one crush and has moved on to the next.


I did my best to get the token picture in front of the car. Apparently, the sun was too bright for him.

This is the best I could get.

Little Fish

Little man has become quite the swimmer in a pool the depth of 1 ft.

I will admit that I've slacked this summer on working with Micah in the pool. I blame the 50+ days of 100+ degree weather causing our neighborhood pool to become more like a hot tub than a swimming pool. And, well, I have a slight dislike for swimsuits at this stage in my pregancy too.




Lately, he's been pretty content with hanging out in the baby pool as long as I toss a beach ball back and forth with him or throw his diving toys for him while I enjoy the shade.
Hopefully, we'll have some cooler days before the pool closes for the fall to work in a few more swimming lessons.

Boys and Their Toys

Tom bought a new-to-him kayak today. Can you tell that he's happy?


Micah seems happy about the purchase also.

"Daddy, when's it my turn?"

And they paddled off into the sunset.

Sweet Summertime!