Can you find Owen?

Can you find Owen?
The cheer team was invited to cheer at halftime of the women’s CLC game! They did a good job!
We were somewhat disappointed that we didn’t get any steaks—we must have read the form wrong. But we have lots of ground and the other things we asked for like jerky and sausages.
You know how I told you how Owen always manages to be behind something at a concert? The stage was empty when I got there. I had my pick of pretty much any seat in the auditorium. And this still happens.
Owen had a jazz concert tonight. We could barely see him from our seats because he was behind a music stand. We can’t even see him on the photo that was published on Facebook.
Can you spot him?
That said, they sounded great and he loves every minute of it!
Owen got his first deer! In one perfect shot! Needless to say Tom was a proud papa.
Owen got to drive the 4-wheeler (and deer) back to camp!
And while he didn’t take a bite of the raw heart (apparently a first-deer tradition?!) they did eat it cooked with onions with dinner!
My cousins Kevin and Greg invited Tom and Owen to go deer hunting. Tom hadn’t been hunting since we met (!) and he was very eager to go and take Owen for his first time. Ammunition for his old gun was exorbitantly expensive so he “had” to buy a new gun and everything!
Tom bought a new rifle to take deer hunting so they went to the range to test it out.
Their first game was tonight! They looked pretty good! All the videos are from the balcony because fans are not allowed on the floor.
But it was super sunny at baseball so you use what you have.
It was hard waiting for the results of tryouts to be posted tonight…but she made it! She will now have practice after school three days a week and she’ll be cheering for basketball games! We are so proud of her for deciding to do this—we know it was scary!
She seemed to enjoy it. I think we could have tried a little harder to find a more expensive thing—but at least it’s 2 minutes from home!
Sidenote: I’m thoroughly enjoying watching her take direction from someone without her losing her mind and/or giving up when something is hard.
Subtitled: The things we do for our kids….
We arrived early and stayed for an entire football game just to see him perform for 3 minutes at halftime.
Owen is finally in the oldest league so they’re playing on the biggest field. This also puts them by the concessions…and the league photo banner (which I’d never seen) from spring ball.
I generally don’t wear baseball hats but when the sun is directly in your eyes, sunglasses don’t cut it. Thankfully Owen had a backup in his bag!
My sentiments, added emojis, and photo—but not my words…
Signed, Band Mom
🚌 A Friendly Seasonal PSA 🚌
🏈 Dear High School Football Fans,
Another season of Friday night lights is upon us. We’re all looking forward to seeing our kids play and perform. We know you’re so excited to see the football team take the field. As marching band fans, we’re excited to see our team take the field, too.
🥁 We’re all here for the same reason: to cheer on our kids and and support our schools and communities. We understand that you’re probably not in the stadium to see the marching band. But when they’re on the field for their halftime show, we ask that you kindly show respect for the band fan sitting next to you and let them listen.
🎵 Music is an auditory experience. They’re probably trying to hear their son or granddaughter or niece or friend play. Talking while that happens is like standing directly and intentionally in the line of vision of a football parent while their child is making a game-winning play.
👏🏻 On the other hand, please DO cheer for the band: clap and yell when they take the field and between songs in their show and after a soloist finishes playing and pretty much anytime they do a formation that looks particularly tricky. These are the band’s equivalent of touchdowns.
💖 Football players work incredibly hard; so do our band kids. They march and practice and play and learn drill and give up summer free time in 90-degree heat to get their “game” ready, too. There’s no “marching band madness” coverage to balance out “football frenzy” on the 11 o’clock news, and the local newspaper probably didn’t give a run-down of their show and who’s on their roster and what they’re expecting from the season. The halftime show IS their big moment.
💯 And all those formations the football team puts together on the field? The marching band has them, too. But instead of trying to make them work with eleven team members at one time, the band has to do it with 50 or 100 or more players all at once. This sounds tricky because it is.
At most high schools, members of the football team are lauded and applauded and respected and admired, which is great for them. But at a lot of those same schools, members of the marching band are made fun of. They do marching band anyway because they love it and want to be part of something bigger than themselves. The halftime show is their chance, for a few minutes, to be encouraged and cheered on.
And one more thing: if you see a marching band member after the game, tell them, “Great show tonight.”
🥰 Appreciatively,
Marching Band Fans Everywhere
(Written by Elizabeth Spencer/Guilty Chocoholic Mama)
Owen’s baseball stuff is in Tom’s truck BECAUSE OF COURSE IT IS.
I don’t have enough time to go get his stuff and make it back to pick him up from strength training and then get to baseball camp.
Owen doesn’t want to go to baseball camp anyway because his arm hurts.
Oh, and he doesn’t want to go to baseball camp at all anymore because “he knows everything already” — forget that we spent $200 on it.
Tom isn’t answering his texts.
I checked Owen’s summer health class scores and they are not where they should be.
The housekeepers come tomorrow, and I just want to burn the house down.
And the new swipe keyboard I’m testing is a disaster.
Owen was filling in on our friend Jamie’s team for a game so Tom could just sit and relax instead of coaching…but he just couldn’t take it and was pacing a bit and taking to the other coaches. He finally did manage to sit down once the game started! I liked it it because I got all my baseball questions answered!
Owen grew just a little bit!
I never order the photos but I do try to get a photo of them myself!
And let’s reminisce… Baseball in 2015 (his first season):
The sun is out so it’s at least not dreary. I can’t wait for the short sleeves weather.
P.S. I don’t recommend arriving early with the coach when it’s this cold. After three hours I was frozen.