My, how things can change

Saturday November 15, 2008

Sunday November 16, 2008


Nothing makes them happier than to play outside one day in shorts and the next in the snow!!

Sean turned 10!

Last Friday Sean had his tenth birthday!!! Wow, he's having a great year so far, he made the Principal's list at school which is straight A's and still loves school. He's gotten so tall and can pretty much look me straight in the eye. He had a fun party at the park where he played kickball with about 20 friends. They seemed to all have fun and amazingly no fights came about and they all played fair.

Here's my big guy on his birthday, being silly.

We took a couple of his friends to a skateboard park and they had a blast.


Sean is growing into such a sweet young man, he's watching out for his little brother and encouraging him to do good in school so they can go to Duke together. He worries about his family, his dogs, his friends, he's just got the biggest heart. I'm constantly in awe of him and the things he does. (not all are good things, but hey)

Happy Birthday Big Guy, we love you so very much and are so proud of you!

Smart Like a Fox!

I've been talking to the boys about always doing their best and trying hard. Both have a tendency to get a little lazy at times and that's fine occasionally, but not all the time. Evan has days where he'll just decide not to try at his classwork and he'll just mark answers on tests that have nothing to do with the question. Then thinks nothing about the fact that he makes a 25/F! I would have lost my mind if I made an F. Hopefully when report cards come out, he'll see that he doesn't get rewarded for making bad grades. The frustrating part is, we know he's capable.

So anyway, I've been talking to them every chance I get and last night I was telling Evan how he was just "smart as a whip" and Evan says, "really." Sean puts his two cents in and says, "I don't think he's smart as a whip" and I'm thinking Geez child work with me here. I can just see Evan deflating, I mean Sean is his idol. So Sean says, "well, whips just sit there and someone has to whip it to make it work."

Okay, yeah good point kid. So I tell Evan he's smart as a fox and then Evan says fox aren't smart. That's when Mr. Knowitall, I mean Sean says, oh yes Evan fox are really smart just like you.


Awe, how sweet I think and then he adds....

But they actually use their smarts!

Gotta love that kid!

My Goofs

My boys being goofy.

Evan rapping the peanut butter rap...

School's Cool

I'm happy to report that Evan seems to have found his groove at school. I'm not counting chickens right now, because the wind can change directions, but for now my fingers are still crossed. He, I hope has finally realized that it's not so bad and he's got a great teacher.

Sean on the other hand has gotten comfortable and has decided that he's going to try to get away with talking. He's just sociable. What can I do? However, I did get the best compliment on him yesterday. A friend and I were having lunch and she told me that her youth minister's wife teaches special education and she has a little boy in Sean's class. Anyway, my friend told her that Sean was a friend of hers. The special ed teacher says, "oh, Sean he's the nicest, sweetest little boy, he will take his time with my special ed student and will help him and not many will do that at this age."

Oh be still my beating heart!

Walking Away

Walking away from him as he sits in the hallway crying, was one of the hardest things I've ever had to do. When I was pregnant with the first boy, I was told that for the rest of my life I would never stop worrying about my children. Learning to crawl, walk, talk, read, kick a soccer ball,cuts, bruises,hurt feelings,and so on and so, the feelings are always up higher than one can imagine and lower than you can imagine. Walking away from him knowing he doesn't want to stay, but not knowing why is way beyond anything I ever want to endure again. I've tried everything to figure out what is causing this breakdown at the beginning of school each morning. At first he didn't want to read or do his schoolwork, then he just didn't want to go. He says no one is bothering him at school, he says he's bored, he says all kinds of things, but none seem to be the real answer.I've been in contact with his teacher and she says he's fine after we get over the hump.

Each day has gotten better, he's going in without crying, just a little whine. Nothing too bad. Why did it take him this long?

Walking away is hard, but the Lord knows I'll never walk too far.

In about oh say 5 years......

I'm thinking this will be standard operating procedure. They must have sat on the boat and jet ski for an hour just talking and cutting up. It's cute now, and I think the world of those girls, but in about oh say 5 years, I'm going to be saying... Back away from the girls.. slowly... and no one will get hurt!

Listening to God, by Evan

Sean, Evan and Lainey were discussing being baptized yesterday in the car. Sean tells Evan he's not ready, not sure what makes him the expert. Lainey tells him that he'll feel it in his heart. Sean says, "Yeah, Jesus told me I was ready and I could tell in my heart." Lainey agrees and Evan says well I can't ever hear him. So they tell him that he just has to listen. To which Evan replies, "Well, I can't ever hear, because the TV is always on."

Evan's Eight

Where did the time go?I can't believe my baby is eight years old and in the third grade. In the past year you have grown so much not only in height and weight, but you're quite the little man now. You have a heart of gold, but also a streak that runs through you that can be quite mischievous. You don't let anything hold you back and keep up with your brother easily. The more he throws at you the more you take and give back. You even take that to the soccer field where you're known for being the smallest player, but the toughest, a slide tackle or a shoulder is just your style and the funniest thing is that no one ever expects it from you.

Happy Birthday my little tough guy. You keep filling my heart with joy and love each day. Thank you. I love you!!

Mama

Wake up early, Check
Bookbags packed, Check
Lunches packed, Check
Nerves, Check
Teeth Brushed, Check
Hair combed, Check
Eat Breakfast, Check
Leave early since everyone is headed in the same direction, Check
Nerves, Check, Check, Check!


The Third Grader and the Fourth Grader

Watching him walk into a new school, Heartwrenching, Check!



Today is the day, boys went back to school. Sean is starting 4th grade at the elementary school and was a little nervous, all his friends will be there, but he doesn't know any of the teachers, nor does he know his way around, the pick-up and drop-offs are different. It's alot to take in.

Evan was fine, he was at the primary school where he's big man on campus being the third grader.

I'm fortunate that they both like school, which makes it much easier for me to see them go.

A Sharks Tale

I took the boys surfing this past weekend. Evan didn't take his board and opted for just playing in the water. He saw a friend of his and they ended up playing together. Sean loves to surf and heads out and will sit forever just waiting for that perfect wave. After sitting for a while he comes in and says to me that something kinda big brushed against his leg. I figured it was a fish and big was only in his head. I can get a rather big imagination while swimming in the ocean too. I've seen both Jaws and Open Water, freaky.

Anyway, a little later he heads back out again, much braver than his mother. But anyway, he stays out for a while surfing and finally comes back in. This time he comes up to me and says I saw that thing again and it was a shark. Okay, sure, I'm thinking porpoise really. But I didn't tell him that. Pick your battles, right.

Fast forward to his third time out, again much braver than his mother, especially since he says he actually saw a shark. So he's out there and he just standing by his board while Evan and his friend and another boy are splashing around, wrestling in the water, just having a good time being boys. Evan's friends dad suddenly jumps up and yells at his boy. All the boys stop and turn toward the beach like we didn't do it. So he yells again and tells them to get out. They still just stand there. At this point I'm half way over to where the dad was standing wondering what my two had done. None of the boys move and he yells, "Get out, there's a shark!"

I've never seen them move so fast, all four boys are practically running on water. They get out and the dad tells them he saw two sharks swimming about five feet behind them. All the splashing and murking up the bottom they were doing caused them to get curious. He said they were about 5-6 feet long each. He told me that they had seen several the day before and that they had been really bad lately.

Wow, we didn't go back into the water that day. However, they have been bugging me daily to take them back surfing. I wish I had the same fearless attitude and I'm not going to make them stop. But it's still very eery to know they were swimming with the sharks so close.

Things can change in the blink of an eye, but don't worry God never blinks!

Confession is good for the soul

Sunday we had some friends over for dinner and they brought their three kids and we grilled and they played and had a great visit. Monday, I get a call from Sean and he says that the boys went on the golf course while they rode their bikes around the neighborhood. We don't normally let them ride freely through the neighborhood, but being that there were five of them we thought it would be okay, but our one rule is stay off the course.

So Sean tells me that two little boys showed up at the grandparents house which is on the other side of the neighborhood and told them they came by themselves to begin with then they confessed that they had three friends with them. Next, they tell them they had ridden through sprinklers, that's why they were wet. Only one was soaked though, so Granny gets him a towel and something to drink and sends them on their way, they come home, nothing is said and on about their business they go.

Until, I get this call telling me about what happened, so we wait, our plan is to wait a day or so and then tell them that a friend told us they saw them out on the golf course playing by the pond.

However, Sean the oldest boy decides it's eating away at him and he sings like a canary. While Daddy is still at work he tells me he climbed over the fence to the swimming pool and stuck his head in and then climbed back over, he did this all on his own and no one else went with him. So being the compassionate mother that I am, I ask him if anyone saw him and he says no, I said are you sure, he says yes. Then he says, Why? So I explain to him that going into that gated pool is trespassing and I hope no one saw him because they could charge him with that. Uh, he got a little upset and wanted to know if he was going to jail. For a fleeting moment I did have to decide whether to say yes or no. I tell him no, they would probably just charge him a fine being that he's only 9 but it could go on your permanent record.

Fast forward to later in the evening and we're about to go on our bike ride and he says all in one breathe, "uh Mom, we stopped by Granny's house and I told her we went through the sprinklers, I didn't want to get busted by her too!" Oh really, do you think you should have done that. Have you learned anything from all this? Yes ma'am.

So in a matter of minutes he's confessed his soul. I'm happy that he has a conscientious and feels comfortable talking to me and then he says, "why is this in my head and I can't get it out?" woohoo, I have another opportunity. "Because that's the Lord putting it on your heart and telling you, you need to let this out."

Still praying that this will stick.

All Summer Long

The boys started back to soccer practice, still going to work with Daddy and still aggravating him daily, they seem to be mustering through. Sean turned 40, had a surprise party for him which turned into quite the ordeal. When you haven't seen 3am in a long time it takes a long time to get over that. We're still recuperating.

We've been surfing some, I even got out and surfed with them, omg is it hard. I knew I was out of shape, but man oh man did that let me know just how out of shape I was. My arms felt as if they would fall off, I think it took me about an hour to get feeling back in them. I truly don't understand how they stayed out there for nearly seven hours paddling and surfing, it's beyond my realm.

Speaking of that day, we went with some friends and stayed on the beach for seven hours, we had a tent and lots of food and drinks and just sat around talking and swimming and hanging out. I love being able to go over to the beach and just hang, during this time of year it's usually pretty busy, but their are places you can go that the crowds don't reach. Even Sean came with us, he really had a good time too, he had his tent and was content.

Evan going to take a break

Waiting for the perfect wave

Sean going in

They really enjoy surfing, Sean more so than Evan, but Evan is learning. It's really not easy but it's really fun, I'm fully intent on surfing more. Maybe that's what I should ask for, for my birthday.

Somehow I can't believe that there are any heights that can't be scaled by a man who knows the secrets of making dreams come true. This special secret, it seems to me, can be summarized in four C s. They are curiosity, confidence, courage, and constancy.

Walt Disney

A new motto for the boys

"Don't put your fingers where you wouldn't put your pecker!" Now why didn't I think of that years ago? While watching/flipping through channels last night with Sean, he stopped at the show Black Gold and they introduced some man and he was talking about the parts he had lost since working on the oil rigs and he just comes out and says this.

I at first just sat there, thinking about what he had just said. Then I came to the conclusion, hey that's so true.

I asked Sean if he thought it would work if we instilled this in the boys for their fast approaching adolescent years? He just laughed.But hey it might work. Crazier things have happened!!

Boys of Summer

Part One
There has been so much going on lately that I haven't had a chance to write much. The boys passed the second and third grades with great grades. They partied with their friends the first week and then they started to work. Work has been going okay, if they could just stop fighting long enough to realize that being at work with Daddy is much better than being at the Boys and Girls Club (even though they go swimming, to the movies, bowling, etc) Maybe they'll get it sometime around August.

Sean Being Recognized for Honor Roll all year long!

Part Two
They also went to the State Games and played soccer, they had an awesome time. The first game on Saturday though was tough, the team they played was an All-Star team that was well coached and boy did they have their game together. Our boys who are not used to losing had no idea what they had just encountered. That game ended 9-1, I tell you it was bad. Their second game on Saturday in blazing sun, we found our Hurricanes, they played soccer and although it was another tough team this game ended in a tie. That's okay, we got one point which didn't count us out of the tournament. Sunday morning game came and the Hurricanes definitely showed up, they beat this team 6-1. So this put us tied for second place, this also put us tied in all the tie breaker categories. So basically they decided to flip a coin to decide who plays for Gold and who plays for Bronze. We won the coin toss and got to play for Gold which guaranteed us Silver.

They had to play the All-Star team again and this time they played awesome, the did not win, but those boys didn't think we had the same team, in fact some of the parents thought that we had brought in two boys, one being Sean(the biggest child on our team) and the other, a little black boy. Neither of which would be easy to sneak in. Oh well, they took home the silver medals and were darn proud of it.

Evan and Coach getting his Silver Medal

Sean getting his Silver Medal

The Lewis Boys getting ready to play

Part Three
After we get home I guess from all the stress or being in the heat or something cosmic, I get strep throat and suffer through that for a week. Finally the antibiotics are working and I'm starting to feel better.
Part Four
We also bought the boys their birthday presents early. They are officially boys of summer, they each got surfboards and are loving their new boards and catching some waves.

Waiting for that perfect wave, this day was not the day for perfect waves, but they had to try out their new boards.

Got up the first time, just need better waves...

Summer has officially started

The boys got out of school on Friday @ noon and immediately without passing Go went straight to the beach and stayed until 8 that night. Saturday they got up and headed straight for the pool and then again on Sunday, I'm not sure how they are still going, because I was so tired last night that I could have slept for three days.

Sean (little) started his new job today. He's working with daddy being the whatever guy and Evan gets to ride around and be supervisor with his papaw. I'm sure that with it being 100 degrees outside, Sean is wishing he was still 7. He has been so excited about working and telling all his friends how much money he's going to make and what he's going to do with it. I wonder just how long it's going to last?

I just can't say it......

In just few shorts weeks, actually it's more like days now, I will have a 4th grader and a 3rd grader. Oh my, I'm feeling alittle, not sad, but not happy. I recently took a bunch of pictures of them and made this little video along with this song that really puts into perspective how I'm feeling. Because I just can't put it into words. The song is by John Mayer (one of my favorites) called Stop this Train.

Do As I Tell you, Not as I say!

My little guy is a sailor. He can cuss with the best of them. I guess it's because he doesn't miss a beat and if anyone within 100 miles of him says something they shouldn't he can hear it. Of course his Daddy and I never say anything we shouldn't so he could not have possibly gotten this from us. Anyway, when he was about 2 maybe 3 years old he was following his daddy around like they do and there was some pants in the floor, well Daddy tripped on them and probably said something like fudging pants since he doesn't EVER say anything bad. Well then comes Evan and he trips on them and says "Fucking Pants" and keeps going like its an everyday word he's just spoken.

Fast Forward to present day, I asked Evan to close the garage door because they were the last in and I was cooking for them so they could do something. So he finally comes around the corner, goes to shut the door and I heard him start to say something, so I rounded the corner and stood behind him and he yells out, Yells out, "who left the fucking ass garage door open, That's right Bitches!" Shuts the door and turns around to find me standing there with my hands on my hips, shrugs and says, "what?" just as innocent as could be. I in my most stern voice say, "go to your room!"

I could barely contain myself, I knew it wasn't funny, but I just couldn't stop laughing. I mean he was serious.

I collected myself and called him back into the kitchen and explained to him that what he had said was not acceptable and I would not have it. Then I put hot sauce in his mouth. After he got over that he says, "why did you laugh then?"

Did I mention he doesn't miss a beat.

I'm happy to report he hasn't cussed since that day. That I've heard.

He really is a sweet child. Just don't trip him or leave the garage door open. LOL

I'm really not wishy washy!!

I just got tired of looking at the other layout. It bugged me to see the pictures as transparencies.

Ramblings....

This is the dreaded week of school for most north carolina students. This is the week of that test EOG's! Why do they have to take a test that they won't get the grades back on until they are in their next year of school? They will know whether or not they passed their math by Friday of this week and then next week they will take it again if they fail that portion. We've been going over with Sean for the past two week practice tests that gave as homework, the next day they were graded and sent back home to do the next section. Now everyone says this NCLB is all for the test, well they do this for homework but then they don't go over it in class, why? That doesn't seem like they are teaching to the test, sounds like they are not teaching at all. No test review the whole time I was in school we always had a test review. Ugh, I'm not going there.



Sean got attacked by fire ants last thrusday. He was playing golf in the front yard, just chipping balls and his ball went into a little hole and when he dug in to get his ball out, he was bitten 57 times on one hand. I felt so bad for him, Thankfully we did not have to use his Epi pen and the benedryl worked fine. He was very good about it, very calm even when I pulled the epi pen out to have it at my disposal. His arm still looks bad, but they are healing pretty good. Just very itchy. The worst!





Three more weeks of school, I can't believe it. They have so many pool parties and field days and field trips to the cape that they are done with studying. I guess I need to get on the ball and figure out what they will be doing this summer. Hopefully working with Daddy quite a bit. If it were up to them they'd be at my dad's house half the summer and at my mom's house the other half. And soccer camp with whatever is left.

Influences, the good, the bad and the FAT!

My husband is a bad influence on me. When he works out of town, I have the clothes washed/dryed and put up, the kids stuff taken care of early, everyone gets to bed at a reasonable hour and we get up when we are suppose to.

He comes back and I can't get caught up on the laundry, nobody ever goes to bed before 9:30, I can't get out of the bed in the mornings and in the evenings I'd rather do nothing.

Sometimes we do the laundry together. But I don't seem to want to get up and put it away afterwards so my children will sometimes wear it from the coffee table, ya know because it would be too hard for them to gather their own clothes and put them away. For some reason they will only put them away when I take it to their bedrooms and drop it off, all good laundry services have a drop off service.

But when he's home, and I love him being home, don't get me wrong, we had rather just hang out than do our chores. I'd rather lay in bed in the morning with him than get out and start my day. I'd rather do anything than laundry, dishes, homework.

We also eat more when we are together, it's a vicious cycle, but not one I'm willing to break.

Oh well, I guess we'll just be fat and lazy together. We are teaching our children well!

See these two cute faces....

I can't wait too see them when they see this....

Just got our tickets and they will be so excited to get to see Beckham play.

I told them this morning that the tickets go on sale today. Sean is going to save his money so that he can buy himself the whole new season uniform for DC United and Evan can't decide it he wants to wear his Beckham jersey or his DC jersey. Neither can decide who they want to cheer for either. I told them they should just enjoy the game. But they insist they have to cheer for one club or the other.

Maybe I should wait until June 28th to tell them we got the tickets. Other wise I may just be pure T momicked to death before.

Beach Photo Shoot

So I take the boys out one evening to take some pictures, why do they have to act like they've never been to the beach before in their lives. All they wanted to do was play. Must be a boy thing. I kept saying, boys act like you live here, jeez!

Sean's having to hold the ball down with his foot to keep from playing with it. Evan had just saved it from the waves.


Pure Mischief

Pure Sweetness. LOL

Waiting to go, I love this picture of them. Like the first time they ever saw the ocean.

We don't need a spring suit!

On Saturday I met four of my friends over at the beach and we had a total of 10 kids with us, then we picked up two more that were already over there so all 12 kids were running around, digging, playing and yes and Swimming. That water was a good 55 to 60 degrees. Too darn cold for me to get in. Of course I don't normally go in until the end of July first of August. They totally didn't care, they came out shriving like crazies, but as soon as they were dry, back in they went. Sean had wanted to wear his spring suit, but I told him no because we weren't going to actually swim today. But I was overruled when we got there and they went in with their regular baggies on. BRRRR!!!

It was so nice to go sit out before all the tourist arrive. Of course with 12 kids surrounding you, you really don't have to worry about anyone getting close to you.

However, with all the fun on Saturday, Sean got sick on Monday, but actually I think he just played hooky. He did have a stuffy nose, but he really didn't act too sick.

I don't think he'll do it again anytime soon because when he got home, he had no TV, no video games and no going outside. He resorted to drawing and decided it was totally cool, later we all sat around and read all evening.

So far no one else has gotten sick from the escapades and hopefully they won't. But this weekend they have a pool party to go to. But the pool is heated so shouldn't be so bad. They all have EOG's coming up in a week.

My break comes to an end...

Well, not completely.. I'll still have my weekends for now, but the boys will start practice again on Monday. After winning their division championship, they were invited to the State Cup to compete for the state title in Greensboro.

Since we aren't playing baseball we go home and sometimes get bored so last night we went up to the ballfield to watch some friends play. While we were there we saw one of their soccer coaches and he says, that they have also been invited to play a tournament at the end of July in.... Wait for it..... Bermuda!!! I could totally do Bermuda this summer, even Sean thought that was pretty cool. However, it's not doable so that's just a pipedream. Oh well, if they place in the top three at the state cup, they can move on to the next step and it's in Tallahassee, FL. I'm just not feeling Florida as much as I'm feeling Bermuda.

So Sean visited the Elementary school yesterday, I can't believe he's moving into the big school now, of course it's only 4-5th grades, but it seems like such an independent step. He said it was pretty neat especially since they can get ice cream everyday at lunch if they want. But the work load looked like a lot. He said they have stacks and stacks of work to do everyday. His Daddy welcomed him to the real world.

One thing he did last night that was totally awesome was he just walked up to me and wrapped his arms around me and gave me the biggest hug. AND he told me he loves me. I didn't even ask for it. Be still my beating heart!

Dear Grandparents....

We want to go to Duke and we both want some type of medical degree, actually one of us is interested in being a veterinarian, bet you can't guess which one? Anyway, mom and dad said we may need some extra help, so we're writing to ask that your save your pennies for us. We've enclosed a picture or two so it may help you to think of us and our ambition.

Love,

Sean and Evan

As you can see, I'm ready to go now!

It's hard to say no to us, we understand, but you've got a few years to go!


PS. Belle wants to go to Obedience school, but Mama says no.

Self Esteem Mad Lib Style

I saw this and thought it was so funny. I think maybe we should do this sometimes to help us get through a day. Copy, paste and try it!!

Face it, (insert your name), you are about the greatest thing since (favorite food). No one else can (verb) like you can. Your best friend says you are the (adjective)-est person in the world. Sure, you once (embarassing thing you did), but you also (honorable thing you did). S0, (favorite endearment), today is the day you’re going to stop beating up on yourself for being (negative adjective) and start loving yourself for being (positive adjective), (positive adjective), and (positive adjective. ANd if people give you a (adjective) time, just tell’em they can take their (noun) and (verb) it up their (body part)!

Okay so here's mine....

Face it, Marnie, you are about the greatest thing since Pasta. No one else can play like you can. Your best friend says you are the Awesome-est person in the world(I really like HIMYM). Sure, you once fell on your butt while standing still, but you also brought two children into the world. S0, cupcake, today is the day you’re going to stop beating up on yourself for being cynical and start loving yourself for being nice, loving, and honest. ANd if people give you a wicked time, just tell’em they can take their desk and hold it up their butt!

My Favorite Commercial-Love this!!

Hurricanes Win the Gold

I've been carting the boys to soccer practice for 10 months straight now. This past weekend, it all ended for at least, oh maybe a week or two. But the boys played awesome. April 12th started the tournament off and the boys placed fourth out of 23 teams in their league, so this means they will play four games to get the Gold. They won saturday, which meant they play sunday, they won Sunday, which meant they play the next saturday, they won Saturday, which meant they play the next day. True to form our boys will play good all season and then just quit in the semi-final games. Not this year though, they took it all the way. They played their little hearts out and it all paid off for them.

Sean and his coach

Evan and the coach

And the whole team. Number 1 out of 23!!!

All in all the whole Seashore League did awesome, in all age groups, they took home the Gold!!!

I thought I was going to have the summer off, but turns out, we'll be doing some tournaments starting in about three weeks, so I've taken the week off, not sure if they rest of the team did or not, but we needed a break.

While in DC

We took the kids to see all the monuments and sights that you would typically see while there. They enjoyed it. They enjoyed playing soccer in the National Mall park area
We took pictures of ourselves in front of the WWII monuments of each state we were born in...
Lainey, Evan and Sean all in NC....
Daddy in Alabama

Mom in Georgia, but we were too short to show the state name. Oh well. I guess we really don't have a reason.

I think she likes her new bed!

Her space, her safe haven, her Majesty!

Have I said before how rotten she is.....

The Shark Tooth

I guess I needed to show you the shark tooth Evan was so excited about. The boy loves collecting sharks teeth. He has two jars filled with them that he has collected this year at recess in the shark tooth find.

Salvador...Salvador....Salvador...

When we were in DC we took the boys to a World Cup Qualifier Soccer match. El Salvador vs. Anguilla and it was awesome. I know the boys loved the game better than anything else we did while there. (well Evan is a little conflicted with the excitement of the huge shark tooth at the museum) but I think for everyone else the soccer match was the big event.

It was a little scary at first because we don't speak spanish, but everyone was very nice and boy do they get excited about their team. I always knew soccer fans got crazy and it was really cool to be there and see it. I'm just glad their were no fights. Of course the score was 4-0 in El Salvador's favor and they were definitely the majority. Men were carrying around these huge drums and beating them and then they'd sing their fight song. We even joined in...Salvador...Salvador...Salvador... that's all we could say due to that's all we understood.


We had awesome seats, but we failed to realize that we'd have to stand the entire time, because they don't sit down at all and they don't stop yelling.

The flags and players entering the field to sing their national anthems.

Anguilla is on the left in orange and Salvador is the blue, the boys loved that their uniforms were the same as theirs.

Penalty Kick by Anguilla, no goal though

Sean wants those yellow cleats, and man if he can run like that man, he can have them. Click the picture to make it large to see them, right in the center.

The fans, who didn't want to turn away to take a picture.

All in all it was a great experience for them. Even the metro ride back where we had to stand in the streets for half an hour waiting to get down the escalator to even get to the metro. But we finally got to the train and made it home by 2 am.

Sean's note: Taking a seven year old to the bathroom at a soccer game with a bunch of hyped up fans, next time make him hold it!