An ordinary Sunday afternoon spent enjoying my boys, my dogs and lots of sunshine. (The Hubster was out of town)
Luxurious Green-ness is abundant during springtime in this great state of Texas!
When your school is small and it feels like – for a variety of reasons – the deck is consistently stacked against you – the temptation could be to throw in the towel and give up. But, make no mistake when you overcome the odds – especially when it’s your 8th grade year – and win……It.Is.Sweet.
In fifth grade they came so close – only to be denied the Big Win.
Their sixth and seventh grade years were hopeful seasons with disappointing eliminations in the play-offs.
Early on the boys decided eighth grade was going to be their year. Working hard, they overcame the odds and prevailed. Stubborn? Persistent? Or, just highly motivated? Probably a combination of all three. Whatever it was – these guys not only took the basketball championship but, made history for our little parochial school (named for St. Paul) and brought home the 1st place trophy for baseball too.
Going to the Championship!
The semi-finals was a game against the #1 team. Excited about their chances our fans packed the stands and cheered loudly. It was close but with 1-second left before the buzzer #31, Eli, did a Hail Mary for a 3-pointer, made the shot and won the game.
The championship game brought even more St. Paul fans and another close score. But, in the end, the Packers prevailed and took home the trophy. It was one of the best nights of their young lives.
They Won! They Won!
8th grade Dallas Parochial League 2016 Champions
Ben with the basketball trophy and his medal
Happy Moms – we were loud and proud
Several of the boys also played baseball and, wanting to make the most of their last season as St. Paul Packers, formed a team. With the basketball season complete they set their eyes on the baseball prize.
An undefeated season took them to the last game of both the year and middle-school.
8th grade Dallas Parochial League 2016 Baseball Champs
Ben with the baseball trophy and his medal
Wearing our matching Packer Pride shirts we happily posed with our sons medals
Two championships in one year – these young men made all of us – parents, coaches, friends, teachers and administrators – super duper proud. No question it was a pretty exciting spring semester.
Senioritis: that time of year when seniors in high school or college are so close to finishing but aren’t there quite yet. When time slows to a crawl, and it seems like graduation day will never arrive.
Eighth Gradeitis: Senioritis for 8th graders.
The next generation of 9th-12th graders are finishing their middle school years and are on the cusp of that great big new exciting world called high school.
My own 8th grader, Ben, said to me a couple of weeks ago, “I am soooo ready to be in high school.”
“I know you are – but you still have to get through these next few weeks of school.”
Saying that also prompted me to remind him to slow down and live in the moment. Don’t forget about today because you’re so focused on starting high school.
After all – as an 8th grader he is doing many things for the last time. Like the sports in which he participates. High school will be much more competitive, and chances are he won’t be able to play volleyball, basketball, soccer AND baseball.
Also, for now, he and his classmates are the BIG kids on campus. Next year….it’s back to the bottom of the heap.
I told him, “Be excited about your future but don’t live just for tomorrow. Enjoy today and relish all the things you have going on right now.”
Isn’t that a good lesson/reminder for all of us?
The 8th grade class of 2016 – blink and it will be 2020. Just like that they’ll be graduating high school.
Reminder to self – enjoy this remarkable young man now. The next four years will go by way faster than I think they will.
Joshua 29:11 For I know well the plans I have in mind for you, plans for your welfare and not for woe, so as to give you a future of hope.
Happy. Smiling. Living the moment. Enjoying the life.
One of many favorite pictures I have of my boys.
They were 3 and 5 years-old in this picture and now they are 14 and 16. They are still apt to be just as fun-loving and goofy. Just not as keen on me getting pictures of it.
No matter – I love my boys to bits.
Sunday morning brought blue skies, warm temperatures and a sprinkling of clouds. It was a beautiful contrast to the week just finished, which had been dreary, gray, cloudy and rainy.
Having enjoyed Mass followed by lunch with friends, the weather was too pretty to stay inside. So, with hubby out of town and, looking to spend some time with my boys, I coaxed my teenagers into putting on their shoes – and putting down the game controllers – to go for a walk.
After loading dogs, baseball gloves and the camera into the car we headed off to explore a newly completed walking/biking trail in our town.
A relaxing, laid-back time was had by all as we wandered, played, explored and enjoyed each others company. The mild temperatures and rain ‘greened’ everything up – seemingly overnight – and the natural beauty we experienced was fresh and new. Flowers and trees in various stages of blooming along with green, green and more green everywhere we looked.
I managed to snap a few good pictures; capturing moments on this journey called The Teenage Years. At 14 and 16, my boys, in the blink of an eye, will be heading off to begin the next chapters of their lives and I’m grateful for these moments of togetherness.
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