George.

Eh batter batter batter. Sun high in the sky. The smell of nachos and popcorn in the breeze. The swish of a fast swinging bat. I love little league. George, my oldest at a whopping eight years old, is playing for the Orem Mets this year. Sure he still shies away from the ball when its flying at his face, but he's a swinger. George will get out there and let the bat rip. I love this kid! Look at George go for the ball.

Grampa and lovely little Ruby checking out big brother.

George's favorite position, Catcher.

George is 8...my big boy!

My baby boy is 8 years old!

George is 8 and 8 is GREAT. My oldest son is such an awesome kid. Georgie, I love you and here are 8 reasons you are wonderful:

1. Reader...must have picked that up from your mommy (wink), I am so proud of how you love to sink into a good book. p.s. Thanks Brandon Mull for also helping out in this area, Fablehaven, has been a huge reading motivator.

2. Animal Lover...Daddy was pretty surprised the other day when he came down to wake you up for school and Millie (our loving cat) was 'cleaning' you. She was licking you like your were her baby. But, I know it is because you take such good care of her and Bubba.

3. Big Brother...When Teddy is on the war path, you are the first to step in and find him something 'constructive' to do.

4. Daddy's Boy...Your daddy loves that you still will curl up on his lap. Though I'm sad you're not a Momma's boy anymore, I love seeing you with your Dad.

5. Yardsaler of the Future...You might be Daddy's boy during the week, but I know all summer long, you are my yardsaling buddy. Not only do you love to find a great deal with me, you score the bargains.

6. Friend...You have always been open and welcome to making new friends. Where ever we go, you have no problems meeting new kids and making new friends.

7. School Star...I love that you work hard in school, and volunteer in class. Always asking questions and telling stories to your neighbors, I am sure your teacher loves you as much as I do.

8. Big Kid...It seems like since we had Henry two years after you, you've always been my big 'helper'. I can count on you to help around the home and watch after your brothers and little sis. What would I do without you for a wonderful son?

May Day

In Hawaii May Day is a huge celebration to remember Hawaiian heritage and to recognize other cultures. For months the students at the local schools prepare preformances. The students in every grade level preform dances and songs to present to the Hawaiian Ali'i (royalty)...not actual royalty, but chosen students to stand as each island's royalty.
Since my sister Leslie is here to visit us this week she came with us to see George's school May Day preformance. After the Ali'i came out and preformed their hulas, each of the grade levels preformed a cultural skit/presentation. The kindergarteners represented the United States of America and their songs were patriotic. They sang a big band 40s style song and then "I'm proud to be an American." I have to say, it was the Kindergarteners that stole the show! Here are a few shots from May Day

These little girls were so cute! They sang a 40's big band war song and danced.
You can see how hard George is concentrating on getting the dance moves just right.