All things Cutler
Yesterday the boys and I spent the day at the ballpark while Melanie spent her day in Madrid touring for tapas and sangria. We really missed spending the day with her, but as hard as she works being the sensible parent of the two and keeping us moving around here she deserves the chance to enjoy some time away. What an awesome mom they have. Naturally, as she has to deal with sports all the time, this is the way the boys wanted to pose in a photo for her.
Happy Mother’s Day to all you mothers out there. The Fricke boys and a Flaherty are celebrating at the Rangers game.
Today at Cutler’s tball game we decided to give the kids a couple of pitches and if no hit they could hit from tee. On Cutler’s second at bat he crushed a ground ball to short stop. He was so happy and telling everyone about it and for some that it was a “really big hit” and so big that it was a new record. I wish I had video of it, but it’s hard to video while pitching. This pic of him at the game in his awkward smile stage will have to do.
On Sunday it was time to release our small family of butterflies that we watch grow from caterpillars. As each one would either jump on the boys’ fingers or just fly straight out they would name them. One of them, with a gimpy wing, appeared to either not be able to fly or just have no interest at first and decided to hang around on Cutler for an extended period of time. When he did finally start to fly away he went a little too close to the pool causing a panic from Cutler as he screamed out that he didn’t want him to die. I honestly don’t know if he made it across the pool, but as far as Cutler is concerned he not only made it over the pool but landed happily on our roses. We did this last year as well and the boys (including me) get so much joy out of it.
Today we took an enjoyable family bike ride. It’s the first time we have done this without towing Cutler in the buggy behind me. Of course Cutler had to stop multiple times, unexpectedly, to practice leaving skid marks. Mason had a fairly nasty wipeout, but got right back on the bike and road on like a champ.
Those are socks, not blue shoes. His shoes were too small. For his next trick he will play barefoot.
It looks like the baseball bug has now bit Cutler. At first Cutler wanted to play catch with me, I believe, because Mason would play catch with me. However the last few nights Cutler has asked me to go outside and play catch. It has me glowing with pride and I am loving every minute of it. In the past couple of weeks his throwing has improved dramatically and now he is actually catching the ball. Not caught in this video is the number of times he gets hit with the ball and proudly announces that it doesn’t hurt and he has now started to turn the glove up to try and catch the higher ones rather than relying on the underhand catch. Love love love spending time in the driveway working with the kids on baseball.
Cutler loves this song and asks me to play nonstop and usually I oblige just to listen to him sing. I imagine he would be much better if he knew all of the words.
The target…
Direct Hit…
What do you do after your favorite hockey team blows a 2 games to 0 lead to get knocked out of the playoffs in the process of ripping out your heart and stomping on it for good measure? After ranting and raving about the loss to Melanie, I took Cutler for a bike ride and taught him how to leave skid marks (not the kind in the underwear, he already has that covered).
Team Fricke 