My littlest helper. Lately Dawson will get the broom out of the close and move the dirt around for me. Thanks baby boy! The necklace really sets off your pajama ensemble as well.
Ava has been a wonderful helper. On this particular day I opened the dishwasher to begin unloading it and became distracted and walked away. When I returned Ava had unloaded at least half of the dishwasher onto the island and was wiping all the water off the dishes. Thank you so much!
This morning she also came to me and let me know that she had cleaned up her room without any help. Sure enough, when I went to check her bedroom she had "made" her bed and put all her night time books away on the shelf.
Ava has also been very interested in cooking lately. She loves to be kept busy stirring, measuring, dumping and cutting.
This week Carter's soccer league has began at the YMCA. He always looks forward to soccer nights. On Monday I took the three kids to the field by myself because Mike was still suffering from the plague. Carter was on the field and I was busy playing memory with Ava, scribbling with Dawson and reading books to both of them. I felt HORRIBLE when Carter came over and said "MOM, did you see me score a goal?"
No, I had not. I wasn't paying a bit of attention, and Carter scored his first goal in a game. I told him how great it was and how proud of him I was, and he really didn't care.

On Wednesday Carter had soccer again, but this time Mike was feeling better and able to join us. On the way to soccer we brought Carter's friend Danny because his sister was sick, and his Dad wasn't home from work yet. Anyways, it was hilarious to hear Carter and Danny in the backseat having conversations with each other. It began with Carter bragging about how he had learned to blow his nose, continued with both of the boys practicing blowing their nose and ended with a rhyme-off. Hilarious.
After soccer on Wednesday we took the kids out for ice cream after soccer. While Dawson loves ice cream at home, he will not eat it at the store. We've tried it in a cone, in a bowl but either way, nope. Finally we ate all the ice cream out of his cone and gave it to him, and then he decided to eat the cone. What a little weirdo!