Summertime and the living's easy...

Time is a flying... I just went through my much neglected blog, word for word, and realized how much I need to continue to post on here. I truly enjoy reading about our adventures a few years ago. Some day I hope my children can look back on this and read about how profound their arrival was in our lives. We are still busy! I watch how physically busy my sister is with the twins (2 years) and her new baby (Asher Cassady McCrory - and yes, he is named after my little family) and I am a little bit envious of her. Not of the getting up at night, and the constant struggle to make sure Hudson isn't taking something apart, and breaking up twin fights, but the time she has to spend at home. Family time is so abundant when they are little. It seems like we are constantly running in so many directions lately that we need to take a moment to just "be." Brevin is still very active in sports. Thank goodness he didn't get my coordination. We have the entire month of July off though! We just finished up baseball season in June and will start football in August. Baseball went great as did basketball before it. Watching him grow and mature in the athletic arena is both frustrating and rewarding. He has a competitive nature that is wildly unbridled..."Bet I can get my pj's on before you...Bet I can eat more pizza than you...Bet I can beat you to the car..." It is constant but his sportsmanship is improving every month and we work very hard to make him understand the importance of his actions both on and off the field/court. This next statement is a bit cliche, and makes me feel like a pull-string Barbie but "PARENTING IS HARD!" Last night, as the boys settled in to watch the All-Star Baseball game, I looked at my husband and son and realized we don't have too many of these All-Star games left together. Brevin is persistently headed towards 12 years of age, and I imagine at about 15 or 16 he won't be as enthusiastic to sit down with Dad and watch it. While it makes me said (and a little panicked) I'm so thankful God blessed us with such a kind, thoughtful child. Laney is my little firecracker! She is full of joy and love. She is always up for a challenge and so excited to try new things (unless it's food which she is still sticking to the chicken nugget-mac-n-cheese-pizza-apple-diet. She's a bean pole and growing like a weed so I suppose I keep offering and maybe one day she'll actually eat a vegetable, but in the meantime, I'm not going to worry too much about it. Suzie, as I like to call her, came home the end of the school year with a letter from the principal. This is basically every parent's worst nightmare, so you can imagine my relief when I read the first sentence: "Congratulations!" She was awarded the Good Citizen of the Year award for her grade. We were invited to a dinner and awards presentation all in her honor. I was bursting with pride. Much like her brother wasn't blessed with my coordination, it appears she wasn't blessed with my attitude! Thank-you Jesus! Laney finished up softball in June (her favorite position is catcher despite my best efforts to sway her toward pitching) and man can she hit the ball when she wants to. She starts up cheer in the next few weeks so we'll be running between Football practice, Youth Cheer and my coaching duties for Varsity Cheer. As much as I try to slow time, it just seems to speed up. I guess I'm going to buckle up and enjoy the ride for now, and try not to blink too much...