A Good Day

 On Sunday the girls looked super cute and I wanted to take some pictures.  Of course we were running out the door like we always are so I only had a second and this is what they gave me. 
Little stinkers.

On Saturday we got to go to the Ducks game and it was a blast.  Despite the fact that we didn't get home until 11:30 the girls were awake and enthusiastic the whole time.  They liked yelling "OOOOOHHHH" and would bounce up and down when the crowd would cheer after big plays.  I'm not sure that they realized that there was a game going on but they did take advantage of being the only kids around and tried to soak up all the attention of the surrounding students.  One guy was really proud of himself because he 'taught' Rocky to give a high five.  I didn't want to burst his bubble and let him know that she has been doing it for a long time, so instead I let him work with Daisy for a little while.  By the end of the game she was saying a version of "Go Ducks" so that was progress.

 We ended up pretty crammed in there but who needs space when you're sitting next to such cuties.  Brandon said that he is pretty sure that next year Rocky will be ready to crowd surf. 

 It was a big moment when Puddles the famous mascot came all the way up to the last row of the student section.  I thought Rocky was going to explode with excitement but she tried to play it cool when they were face to face. 

In other news...Brandon has been working hard on our Halloween costumes.  He is the cutest.

Also, since it was my birthday yesterday I am officially the big 3-0.  It was a great day and I think it was probably the best birthday I've ever had.  Nothing special really happened, but I just kept looking around and thinking that I am so lucky.  It's just that my life is in a good place right now and I have great friends and an awesome family and it feels good to have enjoyed 30 years of amazing opportunities.  Hopefully when I turn 40 I'll feel the same.

And one more thought:  This morning I was trying to discourage Rocky from sucking her thumb.  She loves to pretend so I said that she should pretend that there is something yucky on her thumb.  I hoped that she would pull it out and make a gross face or something. 
She just looked at me and said, "That would be fun, but I think it would be more fun if we pretended that I was a baby and then it will be cool if I suck my thumb."
She is definitely winning the battle.