Dueck's Roost

So, Kevin got a new camera this year. And what does this have to do with lacrosse?? Well, nothing at all. But it has everything to do with pictures. Lots and lots and lots of pictures!! Usually I would just do one no-biggie lacrosse post at the end of the season. But seeing as the boys' weekly games are being utilized as something of a testing/training ground for the shiny new toy, I decided I might have to post in stages. Lacrosse is a super fun sport to watch, and, i'm told, an awfully fun one to play. James in particular would like to stick with it for the long haul, but considering we have to travel to a neighboring city to participate (can be a little tricky to find a club), only time will tell. Here's one of the first games of the season (actually, they fit in a double this day). Gearing up. Porter the goalie. James on the run. Game over. Porter is the one with dirt all over his back and James is no. 15 right beside him. James getting recognized for a key play. Game t...

Since March has managed to come and go like something of a whirlwind, I suppose it's time to throw up a few quick updates. I'm honestly not sure that the order of the forthcoming events is correct (I was serious about the whirlwind thing!); I just know they happened in March, and we managed to capture a few pictures of each. So here we go ... The boys participated in a math competition with some schoolmates and an awesome math coach (fellow classmate's dad). Good work, guys! We were privileged to celebrate the 87th birthday of this foxy lady (also known as Grandma Porter). We got to see this cute chick (I mean, pig) in her school concert. Little Miss Teacher started training her first pupil in the delicate art of cartwheels. As well as misc. gymnastics abilities. The kids (with cousins) enjoyed their first picnic of the year. Brrr. (Porter demonstrating the pizza-bagel crane pose ... didn't ...

I have seriously contemplated whether or not to post this entry, for fear that a letter might arrive in the mail someday nominating me for a "'worst mother of the year" award. However, I just can't resist, so I suppose I will take my chances. On a day when the kids were out of school--probably one of the last days of winter break, we had to run an errand or two and ended up at Target (which happens to have a nifty mall entrance). As soon as we enter the store, Joseph sees the mall play structure and of course wants to play. Being the great brothers that they are, Porter and James plead to take him to the structure while I grab the four or five items we came for. The mall is pretty quiet on weekdays and the play area looks relatively empty. Seeing as there are two of them to keep an eye on one child, I decide to let them go ahead. Brooks and Mae want to go as well, but I insist that this would be pushing it a little. So, fast forward ten minutes. I quickly buy my items...