Hurricane David and .... Do they name Tornadoes?

Weekends are great. In fact, this past weekend was probably one of the most relaxing and awesome weekends that we've had in quite awhile. It didn't seem as though it was starting off too great, when my cell phone rang during my drive back to Marshall on Friday. As I was headed back to Marshall, David called to tell me that our 'Little Darling' had been involved in a 'glass-breaking' incident at Homework & Hangout. Now when I hear those words together - 'Little Darling' and 'glass-breaking' - my initial reaction was OMG is he OK? Was he hurt? But David put my worst (or what I thought were my worst) fears to rest by letting me know that Caleb was ok, but there was a broken window at church. YIKES. I was actually headed to see 'My Buddy Bill' because my shoulder/neck/arm were hurting really bad and I knew that if I didn't keep that 4:30 appointment I wouldn't get back into see him until early this week. So I decided to let Caleb 'sit and stew' awhile and go to my chiropractor appointment.

While he waited on one or the other of his parents to show up, Caleb looked through a book and showed the H&H staff a picture of some tornado damage. He told them that 'Mom is a tornado and Dad is a hurricane, and this is what my house will look like when they get finished with me tonight!' I've never been described as a tornado, so I'm not real sure what to think about that, but I can say that we didn't have quite the 'weather alerts' at our house on Friday as was anticipated!

We left H&H to go to soccer practice, and strict instructions were given to go straight to the field and start practicing (because we were late and I was NOT very happy at this point) - no stunts, no showing off, nothing silly - just GO PRACTICE. Shortly after we got there, 2 other kids had to be pulled apart and removed from the soccer field by one of the coaches - kicking and screaming after a real knock-down, kickin' fight. And yet another teammate had a meltdown for some other reason.

They went on to kick butt at the tournament on Saturday morning - two games - back to back! Go Arsenal...... (Hmmmmmm ..... something about that name!) And then the rest of the weekend passed by really quiet and calm! Ahhhhhhhh (And Caleb survived the 'weekend weather' quite nicely!)