Sunday Morning Soccer

Miles was a gracious little guy this morning and let us lounge around in bed until 8am. He stirred at 6:30, I walked over and told him it was still "night night" time and he happily rolled over and hummed and snoozed for another hour. At 7:30 he flung open his door, declared it a new day and joined us in bed for some active snuggling. Active snuggling always ends with him grabbing the dimmer switch over our bed, flinging on the light and then recoiling with horror saying "bright! light! eyes!" 


Jesse discovered that a soccer game was on television and decided to turn it on while we made coffee and started our day. Miles grabbed his Arsenal soccer ball from his uncle Eric and his soccer goal from his uncle Graham and practiced his skills. It was pretty cute.