Yard Boy

Some people have landscapers for their yard. Every week they come and clean up the yard, and you have to pay them...Not me, I'm grateful for my own personal yard boy. All I pay him is a few kisses, and maybe some homemade smores bars. (And I don't have to feel guilty day-dreaming about the help!)

That's my boy!!

So I never dreamed that I would be so proud to be a "football mom". Ty played in his first game tonight. I was coaching synchro, and only got to go to the 2nd half of the game...right when Ty played. Good timing! He was great, and made 2 awesome tackles. Their team won 25 to 6.

If someone had told me 6 months ago that Ty would be playing football, I would never have agreed. He has been completely dedicated, not missing a single practice since April. This included 3 hour practices every day this summer.

Way to go TY!! .....I wanted to yell "that's my boy" during the game, but I am working really hard not to embarrass him now that he is bigger than me!