Catching up

I apologize for not updating the blog more often. Sometimes I forget that anyone actually checks this until I start getting the nasty emails about my hiatus. So here are some of the highlights from the last couple months:

We, the Lee family, have officially decided to embrace the new W&M mascot the Griffin. We realize it is not a real animal and that it does not really change anything because we will remain the Tribe, but it could have been worse... Not a ringing endorsement but we have enthusiastically attended the unveiling (and we highlighted in the video) and met the Griffin at the Spring Game. Hark upon the gale...

Braden and Addy attended swim lessons for the first time this spring. I know, I vowed never to pay for swim lessons because I did teach these exact lessons for many summers, but alas teaching Braden to swim without a pool membership before the summer months with a two year old in tow wasn't in the cards.Softball season is up and running yet again; intense "interactions" with umpires, endless rehashing, and hopefully another enormous trophy to use for the Wiffleball World Series. Wouldn't be summer without it.

Congrats to Davis and Kelly! We had a great time in JAX saw so many friends that have moved away from the 'burg. We also got to hear Andy play the cello and get a picture with "the statue." cross that off the bucket list...

Lisa came to visit for a little picnic at the Governor's Palace.

Bingo night at Chick-fil-A. The joy of shouting bingo in the middle of our favorite restaurant...priceless...

This is the scene that often plays out in our living room. Braden sets up the "Baseball Guys" or "Football Guys" and plays a game. The cars are the spectators. Actually Braden sets up baseball and football games with everything: blocks, marbles, and cars can all serve as players if the baseball/football men are not available. We have had many in depth discussions about the different positions, defensive and offiensive schemes, and how each team should celebrate their victories and run out on the field. If only they made "basketball guys" our lives would be complete.

Sometimes you just need an ice cream cone...