Itty Bitty Basketball Time!

Zach practicing his dribbling

Zach taking a shot!

I'm so proud that he's actually FOLLOWING the ball!

This is Gages little brother Tanner. This little guy LOVES to HATE me! I keep trying though!

He's probably looking for Gage to pass the ball to!

Gage getting some dribbling pointers. He loves it too!

Ava, of course, found a friend (Abby) and they played with Ava's hair bows and Ava's birthday sunglasses the whole time!

Tuesday March 16th Zach started basketball. He was a little nervous because he hasn't ever played it, but he ended up liking it alot! The pictures are grainy and bad but Zach is number 13 and his friend Gage is number 5 (he HAD to be number 5, I was afraid he wouldn't play if he didn't get it!). They were SO cute! The coach gives them colored wrist bands when they are out on the court and they are supposed to guard the kid on the other team that is wearing the same colored wrist band. Zach even does pretty good. Chris has been working on dribbling the ball with him and I think he is getting the hang of it. This past game on Tuesday the 23rd he even scored a basket! He was SO excited!! Anyone who has seen Zach play soccer is probably wondering if he fights his "invisible ninjas" on the b-ball court? Well, luckily the "ninjas" made a brief appearance in the first game but they didn't come back for the second game! Zach gets a little distracted on the soccer field and he just starts doing fight moves all by himself on the opposite end of the field! We have great video of him "fighting" and it is pretty funny, but I'm hoping the "ninjas" don't show up for his soccer game this Saturday!

Ava's First Dance Class

They did a little dance with teddy bears and she caught right on!

Ava dancing in her "dancey-class-shoes", as she would say

Ava being a "fish in the sea"

This is their "Freeze" dance where they dress up and freeze when the music stops

This is hands-down her favorite part!

Ava post-dance class (and post-yogurt!)

I finally decided to enroll Ava in dance class. She had her first dance class on March 16th. I have been thinking about this for a while because she has been asking to go to "dance class" for months since she found out one of her friends goes. So I called the Syracuse Dance Academy and they said I could trial one class to make sure she understood what she was expected to do. I was sure it would be a flop because when I enrolled Zach in a Mom & Tot class when he was 2 or 2 1/2, it was horrible. He was so naughty. We never went again! And I think that Ava is the youngest one in the class, she just turned 3 and the class is 3-5 years. But Ava loved it! She LISTENED to the teacher and tried SO hard. I was so proud I almost cried. I took pictures because the only reason they let me sit in on the class was because it was her first time. So I took full advantage of my visit. It is a closed studio except for the first Tuesday of every month. This makes me sad, but they know what they are doing and told me that kids this young do better if their parents aren't there. She has a recital in June (seriously! a recital!) at the Val A. Browning building at WSU. I can't wait. They are doing a dance to the music of "Painting the Roses Red" from Alice and Wonderland. The theme of the whole recital is "Let's go to the Movies". She has already been fitted for her costume and I think I'm more excited than she is! Is that crazy or what? Maybe just sad!

Maybe Mommy is "Ogre" doing it.....

The other day Ava was sitting next to me while I was studying and I noticed that she reached up to pick her nose and then her little finger slid nonchalantly down to her her mouth (Blech!!!!). I understand kids do this when they're little but it's still nasty! I was so grossed out! But most of all I was so shocked! Where did she learn this? I do not pick my nose and eat it! Seriously. I told her that "princesses do NOT eat boogers! That is so gross and Ariel, Belle, Cinderella, and Sleeping Beauty would tell you that it is gross too." She just stared at me, so I kept going. "Ava, ogres eat boogers, did you know that?" She still just stared, "Ava, who's an ogre?" I was trying to prompt her to say Shrek because she loves Shrek and knows he's an ogre. But when I asked her who's an ogre, and she said, "Me", and started crying. I had to back track and tell her that she was a princess and not an ogre.