Our G Funk

"Deciding to have a child is monumentous. It is deciding to forever have your heart walk outside your body."

This has never been as true to me as it has been recently.  Watching my girls do dance, and have friends outside of people who I would have picked for them, to Graden starting his wrestling career.  It's all been so much for me as a mother.  

This is my kind boy.  

Thoughtful, silly, lovely, squishy, and positively kissable.  He is at the age where he can actually carry a USA Wrestling card and participate in tournaments.  This has all been discussed since I was pregnant.  When he would be able to wrestle.  

That time is now.  

He has practice twice a week.  Jason does Monday's and I do Wednesday's.  I thought I could handle it.  It was much harder than I could have ever imagined.  

It was clear that Graden is painfully shy with a rowdy group of boys.  He was obedient to the coaches, but not accretive enough to grab a partner to line up, so he had to be matched with somebody.  I watched as he looked at other boys running to find a partner.  He just stood there.  And my heart melted for him.  

I have kind children.  I am thankful for that.  Jason and I had a frank discussion when he got home that we are going to have to "teach" Graden to be aggressive. I would rather teach a child that, than have to teach a child to be meek.  He will have to learn that there is a time and a place to be rough.  I hope he will grasp to the concept.  Considering I have have taught him for 4.5 years now to always be sweet and kind.

My heart was outside of my body.  

My heart was with him.   

Happening~

Man we are busy. And we are not even that involved with outside activities. Between life, church callings, school and kids I feel like I am a Circus Master!

Graden and Jason have started the Patriot Reserves again this year. To my surprise, Graden is just as tall as some of the boys. Last year you could tell he was tiny. This year not so much. He kept up too. He only made it through warm ups last year. Last night he did almost everything. I just love to see Jason so happy when he is out there with Graden. Click HERE if you want to see a funny moment I caught on my camera.

We are gearing up for Halloween. Exciting. I also found out that we are hosting more than just Jason's parents and Grandparents for Thanksgiving. We are also having all three of his siblings and their kids! It is going to be soooooo much fun! Most of them are staying in hotels, but for the most part we will be playing here. I am thinking of fun things to do. I get Disney's Family Fun magazine and they had lots of great Turkey day ideas!

On a sad note~ Blogger killed my stalker list. So I have not been able to check your blogs unless I have your address memorized. Most of which I do not. So if you have not already left it on FB, will you leave your blog address in a comment? I miss judging you. JUST KIDDING! I miss your bloggity blogs~

WORD~

Oh man.....

Graden got his first pair of wrestling shoes. Age 3. Jason, probably around 12-13. It's amazing how kids have so much more now, than we did, or our parents did. My Mom always tells me how much "stuff" we have. She and my Dad had nothing compared to us. Same with the way Jason was raised. Not a lot of "stuff", but a lot of LOVE. I would like to think my kids have both. The shoes were hand-me-downs from my nephew Sam. He is into wrestling. On Sunday night when G'ma Blue was still here, we decked out Graden and he and Jason sparred before bed.

My sweet future heavy weight!

This is a classic shot. Ready position, they have already shook hands and now Graden is blowing the whistle (his finger, and a very high pitched "whoot"). SHOOT!

Graden is actually starting to take note of some of the moves. He used to only go for Jason's legs. He has learned to push Jason's head down.

Going for the PIN!

OH SNAP! 2 point reversal for Dad! You can tell by the look: not cool.