We headed to the golf course yesterday, and our take away thought was: "What a difference a year makes!". We couldn't believe how much the kids had improved since last summer in their ability to take turns, follow the rules, and endure through the 9 holes at the Par-3 course. Luke took a six-week golf class after school this spring, and it was fun to see him incorporate some of the techniques that he learned. Leah swindled sweet-talked Grandpa into buying her a set of clubs with a coordinating pink golf bag, and she was SO excited to have her own equipment this year. The kids had great form, and it was a fun activity for all of us:
Daddy served as caddy, and besides carrying bags, he had the very important job of helping the kids choose the correct club, offering sage words of advice, correcting form, and removing the flag on each green.
Mommy served as family photographer, outfit coordinator, snack & drink packer/dispenser, sunscreen applicator, and cheerleader, and proved indispensable in her duties as well... to capture moments like this and to equip our little sports stars with all of their nourishment, accessories, and words of positive encouragement:
Continuing on with our sports theme, Luke returned to soccer camp last week, which is a morning camp held conveniently at his school (less than one mile away). Last year, soccer camp was Luke's first introduction to potential peers and classmates in our new town, and this summer, it was fun to see how many of his friends attended and notice how much we've grown and integrated into our community since then:
Even Leah had a buddy to play with as we watched Luke in his "World Cup" match yesterday:
Leah is going to play soccer for the first time this fall, and she was very serious about practicing her skills in preparation:
Luke's soccer camp was run by U.K. Elite, and Mommy and Leah were once again tickled by the coaches' British accents. We perfected our own version of their dialect, and hearing Leah shout: "GOOD MORNING, SOCCER PLAYERS!" in a London cockney sent me into a fit of giggles every time. Luke pretended that he didn't know us, and wore this expression:
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| It's tough to be 7, and have such an embarrassing mom/sister. |
Luke also attended basketball camp earlier this month (also known as "Snack Camp" last summer), and luckily, we negotiated a system of purchasing one treat from the snack bar each day, which seemed to please all parties involved. He received a new ball at the end of camp, and has been telling us that he is going to play for Wake Forest some day, "since I'm going to be so tall, Mommy... about 7'11", I think":
Three Cheers for our little sports stars, and for the opportunities to stay active and burn energy this summer!























































