the quarterback wristband

What is a Quarterback Wristband, you ask? Well, I asked the same thing of my husband a few weeks ago...

"What's that on Connor's wrist? His Army wallet?" Brian answered, smiling...

"That's their Quarterback Wristband. You know...it has all their plays written on it."

(duh.)

(huh?)

...The Quarterback Wristband is a thick band with a clear plastic sleeve to slide the play card into. I have never, ever noticed this...but you can't get anything past my football-loving boys.

Here is their homemade (3rd/1st Grade) version, it says:

1.1 YarD Past fD.
2.Long Pass.
3.handoff.
4.fleefiker.
5.all the way to Endzone.
6.Plane Pass.
7.center
8.sack.
9.Get Ball carer.
10.inercepshon.

And yes, it actually was his Army wallet that it was taped to, then Velcro-fastened around his wrist. They sell real Quarterback Wristbands for $12.95...I've started Christmas shopping.

daybook, september 20th

Outside my Window... cloudy and chilly...but I don't mind

What We're Learning... we're in the midst of the Civil War and the Early Church

I am thankful for... a napping 4 year old (who seems to be coming down with something...not to mention his little brother, Benjamin, gave him a nice shiner!)

From the kitchen... pot roast, carrots, and mashed potatoes for dinner. We had turkey sandwiches for lunch (topped with lettuce and cut in half...which was a nice, little touch

I am wearing... gray sweat pants, yellow top

 

I am reading... Peter Pan to the kids and some background stuff on the Civil War

I am praying... that Wesley isn't coming down with anything, that my dad feels 100% soon, and that our little sponsor child is well

I am creating... a family calendar...I think we're about to become a little busier

 

I am hearing... silence, it's been a nice change

 

I am remembering... that silence doesn't always mean sleep...maybe I should go check on everyone!

 

On my mind... Christmas. We are simplifying Big Time this year

Noticing that... the kids probably won't care about any STUFF! we actually cut out of the Christmas Celebration...they always care more about the special things we do, than the 'cool' things they could get

 

One of my favorite things... fall. I'm elated it's finally here. Chili, pumpkins, hot tea, apple candles, scarecrows, mums ... ...

A Few Plans For The Rest Of The Week... Korinne wants to go to Knitting class tomorrow, we're going to Church tomorrow evening, the boys have a Lego-thingy at the library Thursday, the girls and I have been invited to a Baby Shower Thursday evening, Friday is the first day of fall...we'll be decorating, making chili and pumpkin pie and maybe watch "It's the Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown" for Family Movie Night, Saturday Brian will be home All. Day. (yay!), Sunday we'll go back to church. ...And all of that, makes me smile :)

i married a boy in my 3rd grade class

Once there was a little girl who loved to wear dresses and do cartwheels. She went to a little, shiny school in a little, country town.

Once there was a little boy who didn't care what he wore, and loved to play ball. He went to the same little, shiny school in the same little, country town.

The little girl and the little boy were friends for many, many years. Then one day, when they were not so little anymore, they looked into each others eyes, and forgot all about cartwheels and ball.

The not so little anymore boy whispered to the not so little anymore girl, "I'm crazy for you." And she whispered back, "I love you."

A few months later, the little boy turned soldier married the little girl turned momma. And they spent many, many years loving, and having babies, and whispering to each other.

Then one night, the little girl, who was swelling with their eighth baby, had a bad dream.


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The little girl and the little boy were back in their little, shiny school. The little girl was playing make believe with all the other little girls in their class. She announced to her little girl friends that she wanted THE little boy to "play pretend" to be her husband. And all her little girl friends just stared at her. And then they laughed at her.

The little girl called for THE little boy across the classroom to come save her. And he did. The little girl and the little boy embraced, as they stood in the middle of so many other little girls and little boys. The room began to spin, and the little girl was crying, while the little boy was whispering in her ear.

*** *** ***

Then the little girl woke up from her bad dream, and she was that not so little anymore girl again. She was a momma. And her not so little anymore boy soldier was asleep next to her in their bed. She wiped her tears on her pillow, and moved closer to him. And they whispered to each other.