We started our Saturday with soccer game #2 for our firstborn. He had a great practice Thursday night and we had talked up the game all week and how much fun he'd have just running around chasing the ball even if he didn't actually get to kick it a whole lot like he does at practice. Things were looking up. Garrison was motivated and ready to go. Or so we thought. He ran his little heart out chasing the ball the first play of the game... but didn't get close to touching/kicking it. A goal scored. Garrison dropped his head and came straight for the sidelines already over it. Already down and discouraged. Talk about a bummer. For everybody! My in-laws were there to watch and we all offered encouragement but it was sort of a lost cause. He had already "mentally" given up. Boo.
Terrell and I were in a sticky situation because we didn't know how far to take the whole youhavetoplay-yourteamneedsyou-youcan'tgiveup issue. He's three. How far is too far? Isn't he supposed to be having fun? Should he really have to be forced to play? Anyway, finally Terrell had had enough and told Garrison he had to play the 2nd half or we were leaving. He wasn't going to be able to sit and enjoy (which he was starting to do) watching his teammates play and do all the hard work while he just chilled on the sidelines. So we finally got him back out there and running around and he finally got to kick the ball and he finally scored a goal. I yelled and cheered and high fived him like a crazy, over-excited mama. I was just overjoyed that something positive finally happened! He still wasn't having tons of fun out there and we still had to do some major encouraging and a little threatening to leave to get him back out there after every goal was scored, BUT, we're taking away some positive from this game and hoping for more and more progress every week. (We still have 2 players on our team who have refused to play at all, so we've got to try to focus on the positive here. Baby steps.)
Whew. That game exhausted me.
After the game we had lunch at Chick-Fil-A with Nana and Pops and played on the playground and all was well in the world again.
Saturday night we had an early supper at home before going out to Scoops to enjoy ice cream outside. It was a delicious way to wrap up our day. =)
Sunday we had plans to go to the Zoo Atlanta. We checked out the DVD at the library and got our voucher for free tickets and we ready to go. We were all so excited because the weather was beautiful and this was going to be our first trip to the zoo with daddy!
Unfortunately, Garrison woke up yesterday morning telling me he got sick in bed. It wasn't bad, just a few wet spots on his sheet where he'd spit up but nothing major. So we changed the sheets and thought it was odd but assumed he was fine and it was no big deal...until he wouldn't eat breakfast and it happened again. Ugh. It wasn't a lot and it was clear with no color but he was still technically throwing up. However, he seemed fine afterwards and we felt pretty confident he was better after that and continued with our normal plans. We made it over half way to the zoo before he got sick in the car. Twice. Poor baby. He completely broke our hearts when we told him we had to turn around and go home. He cried and begged for us to take him to the zoo. It was terrible. So I got emotional and Terrell almost did. It made us feel awful having to take him back home.
At home we got him settled on the couch, gave him some pedialyte, put a trash can beside him, and put in a short movie. We waited over an hour with no throw up and talked to both our moms before deciding he was fine and that we still had time to make it the zoo for the afternoon. It was so strange and random but whatever he had went away fast (thank you Lord!) and we were able to make it to the zoo before 2:00 and stayed all afternoon. We had the best time!
The giraffes were one of our favorite animals!
My boys and Willie B
Garrison loved the playgrounds...
And the train ride
Austin enjoyed the train ride too
But he wasn't too fond of the carousel...
Garrison had a ball though!
This last picture sums up the carousel ride experience for both of my children. Garrison had the time of his life while Austin held on for dear life. Ha!
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I just had to share this post today after my not so great experience in the grocery store this morning. It wasn't terrible just sort of crazy. And my 3 year old telling me when we got home I'm jus not in my best mood today said it all. Anyway, the post was a timely reminder for me that I wanted to share.
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