Non Sequitor

*Picked up my brother who flew in from Chicago. I took him to The Varsity on Friday (where he ate gluten-free and with a fork and knife. He's fancy like that) and to the Waffle House on Sunday. He had never been to either, he's more of a Topolobampo and Fleur de Lis kind of guy, but he rolled with it! I loved hanging out with him sans Minis on Friday. He makes me laugh so hard that my stomach hurts. He's a Triathlete so I'm sure he was appalled at me in my hot pink shorts and less than toned calves on Saturday, but he's my little brother, so he knows to shut it.
He calls the Minis "Nuggets" and they think he hung the moon, especially Jack.

*Had another soccer Saturday. Jack's team tied 3-3 (which he thinks is total bullshank) and he scored twice. He scored the second time from midfield as the last play of the game. He was so happy he walked a little taller. Which was awesome, because U14 The Cyclones didn't have any subs, so little 8 year old Jack subbed in AS A FORWARD for his big brother's game! He basically thinks he is a hot shot now, but is too shy to admit it.

Oh, and if you're keeping track? Cyclones win, 6-0. Turns out I am not horrible at this whole coaching gig. I still throw up repeatedly before the games!

*Yesterday in Mass, Ryan was getting a little, ahem, dare I say, bored. I know, I know. My 5th grade Catholic student should be riveted by the speaker discussing the financial soundness of our parish, ha. He knows better than to get chatty and I know better than to let the boys sit beside one another, it's a Mama sandwich with one of them on each side of me. Ryan started looking all around and Jack leaned across my lap and poked him in the leg. Then he pointed at the hanging crucifix and whispered to Ryan, "Eyes on the prize!"

Happy Monday! Best day of the week!

Smooches,
Jenn