Archive for March, 2018

Season Opener

March 30, 2018

Yep, its all about baseball right now. Tis the season here in the US. And last week, on St. Patricks Day, Keane had his first game of the season. While the rest of us wore our green, for the day that was in it, Keane was required to wear his team shirt, his blue team shirt, that we peppered with a couple of badges of the shamrock, tri-colour nature, you know, for the day that was in it.

Pre-game warm up.

Stay hydrated kids.

To keep his sharks alive and happy, Cullen submerges them in small puddles.

Daddy is first base coach for the day.

Team mate Karyna, has her game face on.

As does team mate Abigail.

Last year, outside of batting, the kids had basically zero idea of what their roles were, especially outfield. This year however, they are starting to get a real understanding of the game.

Still a couple of these competing with our team mate moments.

No longer hitting from the tee, the balls are being pitched from the pitching machine.

Keane up to bat.

Thats him at bat, far right.

Hit!

Off and running to first base.

Safe.

Team mate Parker next to bat.

Good hit by Parker and Keane moves on.

Still haven’t managed to fully grow into the helmets.

Someone must have disturbed Cullen’s puddle, he looks pissed.

Back to outfield.

Cullen has a brief moment of participation.

We’re good sportsmen, and as good sportsmen we high-five the opposing team on a good run.

Game over. Spectacular performance by The Cubs.

The post game high-fives. Cullen loves this part of the game.

Off for snacks.

Not before we try scaling the fences.

Snack time!

Team Pride

March 26, 2018

I can’t say any of us were particularly thrilled when we realized Keane’s baseball opening day parade was happening at 8.00am, on what turned out to be a very cold and slightly windy Saturday morning. But 8.00am was the parade start time. 7.00am was actually the time the team was to gather, to prepare and decorate the truck that was to be their parade float. I won’t lie, it wasn’t ideal and after a long week of early morning starts, I was craving a bit of a lie in or at the least a nice slow, lazy’ish start to my weekend. But as a mother of school going and sport participating kids now, luxuries such weekends of the lazier kind are but a fantasy. So there we were, up and out the door by 6.30am, gathered alongside our teammates at the local community center by 7.00am, bundled up against the elements, fueling up on donuts and decorating our truck with all things blue and red to let the parade going crowd know that we are The Cubs!

Cullen always manages to find the food. #priorities

Keane and his teammate David with their oversized, personalized, baseball style badges.

Of course a shot with one of his best friends, Bryson.

Parade start time approaching, time to load up the kids. Honorary Cub for the day, Cullen takes his place on the team truck.

Team flag pride.

Joyous wave from Keane.

Final shot of the lads as the mommas head off down the street to find a good spot to watch the parade.

We had a pretty good viewing spot. If we were motivated to do so, we could have reached out and touched each of the passing trucks. Here come The Cubs.

They past by kind of fast but I managed to grab this shot of the boys as they scanned the crowd looking for us. See how I had them wear those fluorescent yellow gloves? An intentional move on my part, easier for me to spot them, therefore easier for me to grab a photo.

There they go.

Back at the fields and we’re preparing for the teams walk onto the field.

Quick group shot.

And this is only some of the teams in the league.

The Atlanta Braves Baseball team mascot showed up for entertainment and support.

From my viewing position outside of the field I spotted Keane, waving his personalized, oversized, baseball themed badge to let me know where he was and that he could see me.

The Breaking of Silence

March 25, 2018

My apologies for slapping up yet another teaser photo. There just hasn’t been a lot of spare time the past week to actually sit down and pour over the rest of the photos that go along with this particular moment. So this is my way of breaking the blog silence and buying myself a little more time to comb through the remaining images. Clearly I’m not being very subtle or crafty, the teaser photo is full disclosure, its all things baseball. Specifically the opening day parade for Keane’s and the other teams in the league he’s part of. Unfortunately you’ll have to sit tight there on the edge of your seat and wait the rest of the visual imagery.

We’re Irish Bygod

March 19, 2018

I’ve been living in the US now for almost 18 years. And over those years I’ve obviously become very Americanized in many, many ways. Lets just say my accent is a complete mess. In those early years of living here I worked so hard to tone down the heavy Kildare edge in my speech, mostly cos nobody understood a word I was saying and I got tired repeating myself 2 and 3 times. And also cos you get really tired of the “oh my gaud, you have an accent, where are you from?” conversation. So in the same way you learn a new langauge, I listened intently to “the locals” and quickly leaned the alternative words and phrases they used and did my best to mirror it. Which made for more efficient conversations as people were now less distracted by the way I spoke or the words I used. I’m using the accent as the most obvious example of my Americanization (not that you can hear my accent as I type), and I’m not implying that being Americanized is all bad, but its the awareness of the shift within myself that motivates me to work extra hard to drive home to the lads that as well as being American, they are in fact also very Irish. So of course when St. Patricks Day rolls around, you better believe this Irish Mammy lays the Irishness on thick. The house is a blaze of green, white and orange. The entire month of March and there’s a special effort made to make sure most of the clothes worn come from the tricolor color palette. St. Patricks Day morning, to the soundtrack Irish rebel songs, we enjoy patriotic pancakes. Basically shamrock shaped pancakes decorated with green and orange M & M’s. Then for a little bit of kid friendly craic, we invite some friends over for a Leprechaun pot of god hunt, followed by shamrock cookie decorating. You know, a fun and friendly way for us to force our Irishness down the throats of others. But sure the kids love it.

Case and point, Keane and his friend (not girlfriend I’m told, a friend who is a girl) Ella and their pure excitement to get this pot of gold hunt started.

Cullen and his friend Henry join the gang and the hunt is under way.

Cos they are the only 2 of the group that can read, Keane and Ella are responsible for reading the clue left by the leprechauns.

Off they go!

The trail, designed by the leprechauns in a “cannot fail” manner. Basically follow the green and orange ribbons.

The Irish flag marks the spot.

Let the digging begin.

Opps, in the digging frenzy Cullen takes a little dirt to the face.

Ella sees something.

Hooray! One pot of pure chocolatey leprechaun gold.

The grab is on. Time to fill up their own pots.

Dexter desperately sniffing for some chocolate leftovers.

Victory lap.

The rush back to the house to eat chocolate.

Later in the day, after a few hours play to burn off the gold consumption, we got stuck into shamrock cookie decorating.

Dexter in a good spot for any fallen treats.

Shake Your Shamrocks

March 18, 2018

Heres hoping your St. Patricks weekend was full of all things green, white and orange. Luck a plenty, cabbage by the pot full and Guinness by the pint full. St. Patricks day in this house has taken on a much tamer style of celebration since the kids arrived. Fun, but of the more responsible, kid friendly kind, which I’ll be sharing here tomorrow. For now, feast your eyes on some of the patriotic decor that went into to making our home, the home of a proud Irish immigrant and her dual citizen offspring.