We’re keeping the boys for a few days while Sarah and Miles are out of town with Elle for a soccer tournament. We went out to dinner Friday night because Rich had a “kids eat for $1” offer (with adult entrees). Of course we still ended up spending a fortune because Rich had a drink, I had iced tea, the kids had juice, we all had dessert, etc. I don’t know why we think we are gonna get a bargain when we do this! LOL But we had a good time with Beck and Jack and it was a nice evening out so we’ll count it in the positive column.
Saturday morning Beck had a basketball game. Instead of making kids come out to practice once or twice during the week and playing games on the weekend, this league has practice immediately before games. Kinda nice to do it that way, even if you do have to stay a little longer on Saturdays. I had set my alarm for 7:30 so we could be out of the house by 9. When the alarm went off, I awoke with a start because the kids usually wake us up earlier than that. Technically I considered the alarm a back-up. 🙂 I walked by Beck’s room and he was not in bed but found downstairs playing. I asked him what time he got up and he replied, “I don’t know but the sun was sort-of up.” We all got ready and even arrived at practice early–pretty good for Gigi and Grandpa! In fact, we were the first ones at practice so Rich worked with Beck a little bit and Jack wanted to get in on the action on the court as well. After the coaches and the rest of the team arrived, we sat on the sidelines and watched practice, then all of us transferred to the next-door gym for the game. Although their team eventually lost by 4 points, Beck did a good job running the court and even made two baskets! We were very proud! After the game, he was a little upset because one of the kids on the other team had been “very rude” to him, saying “You know you’re sad because you’re LOSING!” I told him that’s called “trash talking” and unfortunately it can be common in sports. I advised him just to ignore it because the other kid is trying to throw him off and get him angry. This discussion continued into the car where Rich began giving Beck suggestions of “comebacks” to say to the kid if it happened again, which led me to say, “This is not helpful!” We did have some laughs about silly things that could be said but settled on either ignoring or telling the kid to stop and, of course, to report to an adult if it became too hard to handle.
Then to the Donut Depot for a treat on the way home…
Last night we played games and watched a movie during which Beck noted that some guys were “trash talking”–I was impressed he put all of our discussion together and recognized it for what it was! At bedtime Beck read some books to his brother, which is always super sweet to see. After I got Jack down, I found Beck sound asleep with a book still open. Too cute.
We’ve had a lazy Sunday, watched another movie and played a game, now just hanging out. Parents and sister will be back tomorrow night.