Yelling, "FIRE!!", in a crowded fire station

The weekend has come and gone, as well as half the week at this point. Saturday found the Schmitz Mobile Chaos Unit doing a little baby sitting for the Griffith clan so the boys, Robby, Caleb, Sam & Jonah all got some time playing together as well as Mom and Dad getting some good Zoe time as well!  

They also brought their new English Bulldog pup, Princess Peach.  Robby is desperate for an English Bulldog for a good couple of hours after they leave.  :-)

Later, they (Griffiths) invited us to a fund raiser at the Bondurant fire station. They had BBQ'd pork sammys that were outstanding.  The beans were good as well and to top it off, they had Slim D's bbq sauce which could make an old chunk of carpet edible!

Oh, and scotch-r-roo's!!  There was pie, cupcakes and other stuff as well, but when there are scotch-r-roos, nothing else really matters much.

All of that was fine and/or dandy, but the best part was that the kiddos got to climb in/on the fire trucks, ambulance and police cars.

Here's all five critters on the front bumper of truck 4140. Robby, Zoe (on his lap), Samuel, Caleb and Jonah.  I believe this is the only shot we have of Jonah from this little excursion.  That boy wasn't standing around waiting for invitations!  He could figure out how to open the truck doors and be inside them quicker than his uncle Ted could!  Impressive... very impressive.

Caleb in the firemans coat.

Robby driving (he wishes!).

Caleb enjoying the "ride".

Sam eating up the experience in an appropriate shirt for the occasion.

Robby and Caleb reluctantly stopping long enough for Momma to take a picture.

Robby ready for action!

That was about it for Saturday.  Sunday morning was Caleb's first soccer game.  He did pretty good even though I'm about 95% sure that he doesn't really understand what he's supposed to be doing.  

For instance, Caleb found himself alone with the ball around mid-field.  He turned the ball towards the correct goal and commenced kicking the ball towards it.  He was kind of going about it mid-tempo'ish, but he was heading straight for the goal!  Mom, Dad and Grandma Schmitz (along with his coaches) were all cheering him on wildly.  He got about two feet from the goal, directly in front of it, one more kick would have done it, when a defender came in from the side. Caleb politely stepped back from the ball so the other kid could have a turn at kicking it.  I'm not positive that's what was going through his head, but knowing him and his willingness to share and be fair, I have reason to believe that's what happened.

Here's the sturdy little lad kicking the ball in on a corner kick.

Meanwhile during the first half of the game, Robby (in the football jersey, running behind the red ladder thingy) met a little girl (that's her up on the top by the slide) on the playground and they played "chase" like a couple of crazies.

And so went the weekend.

Caleb had soccer practice on Monday night and did indeed score his first goal. It was met with high-fives and LOTS of kudos from his coaches.  He nearly chapped his ears smiling!

Robby had football practice tonight for nearly an hour and half and was M.A.D. at dear ol' dad when we got home because I wouldn't go back outside with him and play more.  "DAD!!  I NEED TO PRACTICE MY PLAYS BEFORE FRIDAY'S PRACTICE!", I heard... over and over...

And so on it goes.  We'll get out there tomorrow night and do some plays from the playbook so he has his confidence up for Friday.

He got an interception on the first throw of the night and nearly another on the second throw. He also had a pass that likely would have gone for a LONG touchdown but he stopped because he thought some kid got his flag.  

He is very enthusiastic at practice and coach had him lead the teams stretches tonight to start practice. He was beaming!

That's our life at this moment in time!