Soccer Camp

The littles spent the week out of the pool and on the soccer field. Thomas has embraced his inner Pele. Yeah, you heard me. I'm old school.

Skills and drills with Coach Mac

Yeah, I know. No hands!

Middle Man normally hates anything frozen. Or remotely cold.
But on a 90 degree day, a red popsicle hit  the spot after a half hour on the soccer field. 

Punks

While Fletcher was at basketball camp, we got in a little park time. I love watching these two play together. They look nothing alike. Their personalities are very different. But they get each other. And they love each other.

They are brothers.

One day this week, they were the Red Rangers. Good thing Uncle Clark keeps us supplied with OU jerseys.

Boomer Sooner. We love you, Uncle Clark.