Swimming, Basketball, and Butterflies

We've had a huge week at the Kock household. Summer has officially begun, as I found myself running kids in all directions this week. First off, the girls started swimming lessons. It was amusing and satisfying to watch them improve each day. Especially given the genetic disadvantage they have when it comes to swimming. That's right, someone has blessed the children with a predisposition to sink. I'm not going to name names. But, just know it's not me.

With swimming over before noon, our afternoons were devoted to Caden's basketball camp. This kid eats, breathes, and sleeps basketball. He has worked hard almost daily for about a year to improve his game. So, it was a proud moment to see him doing so well in the competitions and scrimmages. The icing on the cake came Friday when they handed out awards.

Caden was named MVP! 

Believe me when I say he was THRILLED. This kid is pretty mellow, and honestly hard to "thrill", but he was beaming. My heart overfilled to see him have such a great time and truly earn something that he had worked so hard for. So, of course I cried. I tried not to be a weirdo, but COME ON. We are talking about basketball here. High Honor Roll, Student of the Month, and all the other wonderful things he has achieved are fantastic, and will pull a genuine smile from me every time. But, if you want me to cry, give the boy a basketball.

Not to be left out, Bode was an exceptional sidekick all week. I love this kid. He likes to goof around. He likes to stir things up. He likes to punch. He likes to be a little .... stinker. Something about being the youngest of four makes him this way. He can see it in our eyes. We just don't have the fight in us anymore. So, he pretty much tries to get away with as much as possible. We love him for it.

 

 

 

I tried typing out what Bode said exactly when I took the above photo. I just can't do it. It's too juvenile. It is also too funny to omit. So, in an attempt to tell you and remain tactful, I will simply say he was trying to produce a butterfly.

Don't look at me ... I don't know where he gets this stuff. Maybe the same place the girls get their mad swimming skills?

 

Regardless, this little boy makes our lives brighter!