all clean

Oliver is eight months old today

and he has had quite an eventful month.

He can finally roll over both ways,

two little teeth have popped through on his bottom gums,

and my personal favorite,

he rocks himself to sleep.

shew fly don't bother me

When there are 32 bags of steer manure on your yard,

some flys are bound to want to join in on your outdoor fun.

soccer

Curtis loves, no, is obsessed with soccer.
He just finished a soccer league this weekend that he did with his friend Kyle (the one standing behind him in the picture below).

Oliver, Ashley (Kyle's wife), and I sat out in the blistering heat to cheer on our guys. This game would determine if they were to go to the championship game and unfortunately they lost after going into overtime and finally a shoot out. They lost in the shoot out but I am proud to say that Curtis made his shot. They had a good run though and went into the playoffs as the #1 team. Here is a shot of Kyle about to make a goal.

The end of the season could not have come at a better time because it is really starting to heat up fast outside. Although I did hear Curtis make mention of a summer league which to me sounds like suicide.

Go Daddy!