Saturday, February 18, 2012

Two Down...One to Go

As of today, our basketball season is 2/3rds finished.
Amelle had her last school game on Tuesday

and her last rec game was today

She had a great season - we saw so much improvement from last year, when she was just learning the rules of the game.

It was so fun to watch her develop into a confident and dedicated player. Even on Tuesdays, where she had practice with school from 3:30-5:00 and rec from 7:00-8:30 she remained committed to going to all her practices and games (except when sickness or homework prevailed). She would also practice on the weekends in the driveway and at the gym with Dirt.
She will continue going to practices/clinics with her school on Tuesdays and Thursdays - but the season is officially over. She felt happy about ending both seasons with two Ws.

…now Avery's tournament season begins…

Thursday, February 16, 2012

When you have daughters...

(this post is a month late. don't hate.)

When you have daughters...
they decorate with pink streamers on your birthday

they sing happy birthday to you and make home-made birthday cakes

they wrap presents for you (and when they can't find tape, they use band-aids to secure the gift wrap)

and they make you cards because they love you…and they fill them with money from their life savings.

…and three days later they regret giving you their money and they ask for it back.

Happy Birthday Love.
xo

Wednesday, February 15, 2012

Happy Birthday Amelle

Today Amelle turns 11. As I was thinking about what to write for her birthday I came across this image - I took it a few weeks ago with my phone because I never want to forget the nuances of her personality that may fade away over time. Amelle is all about the details. She left this note for me so that I'd remember to pack some items for her basketball game (things I would've remembered without the note)
Why this note strikes me as funny is the bit about "make sure your close my bag when done". Um? Does that need to be stated? Like I would put her game stuff in the bag then leave it unzipped, and perhaps carry it up-side-down out to the car? LOL. Her poor mind must be filled with an insane amount of detail.
Today she recalled that she was born at 11:11 and asked me if they have someone in the delivery room who's job is to look at the clock. Details.
Last week when we drove by a toll booth she asked me where the people who work in toll booths go to the bathroom. (I think she thought the booth doubled as a porta-potty). Who thinks of this stuff?! Details.

A post about Amelle wouldn't be complete with her side-kick, Amaya. Amelle loves Amaya. She is part mother, part sister, and part BFF to her. Amelle's natural tendency to to be a caregiver and she truly loves and cares about her little sister. They are goofy together, they play and sing together, they sleep together, and sometimes they annoy each other. But mostly they are the best of friends.

This photo brings to mind two truths about Amelle: 1) She is a good friend - she enjoys having friends over and going over their houses. She has fun with her friends. Pictured above is Amelle's friend Jordyn. 2) Amelle enjoys flaring her nostrils whenever I try to take a picture of her. She thinks it's super-funny. That is...until she is looking for a picture of herself and can't find one - then she complains that I never take any good pictures of her.

Happy Birthday to my precious girl, Amelle.

Sunday, February 12, 2012

Birthday Shoot

Today we celebrated Amelle's 11th birthday
at the studio (of course)

doing a birthday party photo shoot

Amelle had a few of her closest friends join in the fun.

girls + cake + photography = FUN!

Saturday, February 04, 2012

She's a Baller

Amaya has mad basketball skills.
I am serious.

..and so is she.

I do believe I've seen a similar poster of Michael Jordan.

Not only is she super-cool on the court with her purple and red outfit, she has great ball handling skills, she makes shots (and doesn't need that sissy lower hoop, either), and she was likely the only child on her 10-person team that did not engage in fierce nose picking during the 1-hour practice.
She plays basketball.
The others…they play boogie ball.