Monday Musings

1. Someone hid a half-eaten piece of beef jerky under my pillow yesterday. This disturbs me on so many levels. A) I can't watch the Women's World Cup Final without somone sneaking food out of the pantry. B) Someone thought under my pillow would be a good place to hide a piece of half-eaten beef jerky. "Let's hide it here. She'll never find it here." C) My kids are gross. Why are they eating that...on my bed... D) It stained my sheets.

Thank goodness I found it before I went to bed. If I had felt that under my pillow in the dark in the middle of the night I might have died. Let's just say, I'd be writing this post from the hospital because it may have brought on labor.

2. Football starts today. Welcome to Texas Football, I suppose. Four days a week through November. This marks the first time in six years that I'm not a soccer mom. I don't know how I feel about this quite yet. This is what Thomas looked like after the first informational meeting...

Yes. I said INFORMATIONAL MEETING. I wonder what he'll look like today after his first day of Conditioning Camp? Or the first week of August after his first practice with pads? We're diving right in. Nevermind that I'm having a baby in a few short weeks or that the girls will want to have their own sort of activities. But don't worry. I'm reading a book that is supposed to help me breathe through it all.

3. I go back to the doctor Wednesday to make sure Isaac has flipped. He was breech at my last appointment, which doesn't make me entirely happy with him. He looked pretty cute on the ultrasound, though. Chubby cheeks already. I honestly think he turned, though. I did a couple flips in the pool the other day, which has got to help, right?

4. Jeremy's birthday present is set up, and he's still got his fingers crossed that at least one of his girls did not inherit their Mama's, er, athletic ability?

The verdict is still out.

But how cute does she look shooting hoops in her shades, high tops, and Old Navy dress?
5. Here's a new quote for you me: We are never in greater need of humility than when we are confident someone else is wrong. Oh, Beth Moore. You speak to me. I love being right. Probably even more than the next guy. That's probably why this quote has been in the back of my mind since I heard it a week ago at bible study. I love it.