Soccer Camp: Friday

"So... Soccer Camp today, Buddy? It's the last day..."

"There is too much action there. And running around. And dirt."

"I thought that those were all good things."

"I'd rather get my running dirt from home today."

"Sounds like we've got a plan."

Soccer Camp: Thursday

"So... Soccer Camp today, Bob?"

"No. No thank you."

"I had a feeling. Tomorrow's the last day, you know."

"Forever?"

"Let's see how we're feeling."

"I'm really feeling like not going today. I want to stay home with you."

"That'll be okay."

"Did you hear the outside?"

"What do you hear?"

"It sounds safe and perfect outside."

"What does safe sound like?"

"It sounds like wind and a bird and my wind chime from the porch, just a little."

"I think we should have breakfast in the backyard."

"Yeah."

Soccer Camp: Wednesday

Bob came into our bedroom at 2:00 am ready to talk. Right then. At 2:00 am. He wanted to talk about protocol droids (How are they different than medical droids?), raspberry lemonade (How do they squeeze out the raspberries?), and his favorite 2:00 am topic, death.

"But if Meda was very old and got sick, how old is old for dying?"

"Honey, I'm begging you. We really need to go back to sleep now."

"No, Mama. I am begging you. I have to do a talk right now."

"Bob..."

"Can I have a show?"

"No."

"Can we go back to my bed?"

"Yes."

"Can you read the news to me from the Google news on Daddy's phone?"

"Okay."

"How's the oil spill doing? Is it cleaned yet? Will it take 100 years? Did all of the animals die?"

"Let's read about it a little but by 3:30 we have to try and go back to sleep."

"Lisa Rosenberg!"

"Bob Rosenberg?"

"I love you!"

We slept in this morning. Sorry, Soccer Camp.

Soccer Camp: Tuesday

“Mama? I think I have a cold.”

I felt Bob's forehead. “You do? How are you feeling? What are your symptoms?”

“My main symptom is that I don’t want to go to Soccer Camp today.”

“I see.”

“Today I need to be at all the places that aren’t Soccer Camp and do a lot of not Soccer Camp things to make it better.”

So we took a day off from Soccer Camp.

Instead of Soccer Camp, we had a long discussion about the dream Bob had last night about "protocol droids, companion droids and lots of balloons."

Instead of Soccer Camp, Bob created five new robots out of robot magnets.

Instead of Soccer Camp, Bob had a play date with Mia and told her the story of Elemenopeo, the kitty who dreamed he could fly.

Instead of Soccer Camp, we had a medium-ish long discussion about why a super market is called a “super” market and if Super Man shops there. (Probably.) There was a related tangent regarding the existence of a Super Trader Joe’s. (There is not one that I know of, although it is an excellent idea.)

Instead of Soccer Camp, Bob went to J.P.’s house to see his new swing set and eat three pieces of watermelon.

Instead of Soccer Camp, Bob sang A Bushel and a Peck to Violet.

Instead of Soccer Camp, we had a Tuesday.

Soccer Camp: Monday

"Ch. Mom we are late for Soccer Camp. Ch. Mom, where are we going? Ch."

"Babe? What's with the 'Ch' noise?"

"Ch. I am talking into my finger phone, see? Ch. It's my finger but it is a phone and it makes that noise when I talk to you. Ch. Where are we going, Mom? Ch."

"Soccer Camp is at a different place than it was in June. I couldn't find the email they sent with the new location."

"Ch. So we are just doing driving around and around? Ch."

"If it's not at the middle school than it's probably at the other middle school. Am I supposed to be making the 'Ch' noise too?"

"Ch. No. Ch. I don't want to do Soccer Camp this time. Ch."

"We'll find it soon, you'll have fun and it's already paid for."

"Ch. Okay I'll watch. Ch. I will be walking backwards the whole time though. Ch."

Sticks

Don't be confused. These aren't regular sticks.
According to Bob, these are "The Super Best for Inside the House Light Sabers and Blasters Super Good Sticks."
(Just so you know.)

Smacksy Sunday Links

Do you think about food a lot and even more so now that you've found out you're allergic to almost everything that tastes good but you still watch Top Chef and everything on Food Network and have a girl crush on Ina Garten and invite Rick Bayless to all of your monthly potluck dinners (via Twitter) hoping that someday he'll surprise you and show up at your doorstep with a large pan filled with Pork and Fruit Stuffed Chilis in White Walnut Sauce? Yeah, me neither.
Ahem.
Even if you're not food crazy, you will still enjoy Canelle et Vanille - a gorgeous site filled with recipes and beautiful food photography.

You will probably think these Star Wars Sand Sculptures are pretty incredible stuff even if you are not Bob.

... And I like this cover of Crazy.

Happy Sunday.