Goodness Gracious

I was so proud of myself for making this blog. I thought, nice one Katy, a record of our little lives permanently placed on the internet. How handy for grandparents and future grandchildren... When something fun happens, I always think that I will rush straight to blogspot and get it all down before I forget. I do think it's great, but I am well aware of the fact that I have not updated this blog in over 5 months, it is to the point,that I'm not really sure how much I should back fill or just scrap it and start from now. All of these memory keeping devices are so tricky to keep up with. It's sort of like children's clothes, the boys will grow out of some clothes but not enough to fill a box so I wait until I have enough for a box, it wouldn't make any sense to put half a box in the attic. But before I know it there is too much for one box and the age range gets messed up and it's just so annoying. I find that, as much as I know better, it somehow feels better to just leave it in drawer and pretend it's not there. Unfortunately, memories aren't quite so concrete, so the analogy is not so good. I'll do my best to get it up to date.

The beginning of a soccer career

Sam has started pee wee soccer. He plays on Saturday mornings and we can already see how this is the start of a very busy schedule. He has a little uniform (#8) and a team called the Rapids. It's all very cute and slightly overwhelming. Joel is a c0-coach. As far as we can tell that means he makes sure everyone runs in the same direction and that the ball stays on the field. He did a great job and when he's practicing on his own he can dribble and put it in the goal, but when there are others running around he tends to just be excited to run as a pack and doesn't really care about the ball. Oddly, before I knew it I was on the sidelines cheering him on. It happened before I even knew it. I am, from here on out, a soccer mom.

Oliver's Christening

Oliver had his christening at St Giles Presbyterian Church, here in Richmond, on March 9. It was a beautiful service an we had a lot of family around to celebrate. Oliver performed fantastically and didn't seem to mind being held by a stranger and getting wet.