Bocce Ball

Easter Sunday we spent with my family - my dad & brothers. The weather wasn't ideal (a little too chilly for my tastes), but it was nice enough that after dinner the boys decided to play a little bocce ball. The problem was, the big boys didn't really plan to allow the little boy to play along. 

Milo had other plans

The big boys: Nick (middle younger brother), Tommy (oldest younger brother), Dad, Mike (youngest brother), & Matt

The big boys kicked Milo out. 

He was not amused.

Then he pouted. 

And shot the evil eye at the big boys.

So he stole a ball. 

Finally, the big boys relented & let Milo play for a little bit.

We had a really nice Easter! 

Time with family.

And good food.

Always a good time!

More pictures to come in the next few days!!

Ahhh... Young Love

My little princess has always been "attracted" to boys/men with dark hair. We've noticed this since she was a baby. She loves "flirting" with our neighbor- she watches for him to come home in the afternoon & loves to yell at him through the window in the summer. But as soon as he approaches her, she clams up & gets so shy (she usually hides behind me). It's funny to watch.

I discovered her fascination with a little boy in her class at school a couple months ago. I had no idea who he was when her teachers first told me about him, but I knew without seeing him that he had dark hair. I've posted about him before (A's baby).

So, when I picked Xandra up from school today, she seemed a little down. She wouldn't tell me anything until we got to the car. Finally, she opened up & told me she was upset because A wouldn't play with her today, and he supposedly told her that no girls were coming to his birthday party. **I think her class is going through a phase - "I'm mad at you. You can't come to my birthday!" - even though most of them don't have a concept of when their birthdays will be coming along. I've been invited/uninvited to Xandra's birthday too many times to count.** She was so upset about this "slight" by A. It was really hard not to giggle at her. I did my best to console her.