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This is a video from Cameron's soccer game on Saturday. I love watching him play!
Ashley came into town this week...we have not seen her since December. It was nice to visit and catch up. Cameron was not to interested in visiting; however, he did sucker her into 50 cents for a video game. I refuse to pay...it always turns into a HUGE argument because one game is never good enough. When he asked Ashley for more money she said, "sorry bud, I don't have anymore quarters." Then he gets up and says ok!!!! WHATEVER!!!!
Aunt Vicki bought Cameron 2 Geronimo Stilton books when he turned 5. I tried reading them to him last summer but he wasn't interested. Well, he found the books while cleaning up last week and we read and read and read. Cameron is so excited that we finished the 100 page book last night and can start the next one.

After the game we decided to hang out with Grandma & Grandpa...we were spoiled! Jamba Juice, lunch and Cameron got 2 new Pokemon toys (Grandpa threw away Pikachu last week so he was attempting to replace it--no luck). Then we headed to watch Uncle Mike's water polo team. Cameron loved it!!!!
Uncle Mike is the one with the ball...they did great and I'm impressed with Mike's skill. They won both games today!
The only down fall of the day is I saw too much butt crack--its gross!
This has been a great weekend!!! Cameron thought soccer in the water was soooo cool!!!!




Then I jumped back into reality and realized it was probably another WHOPPER!!!! I got him to fess up again when I said I was going to call the teacher as soon as I was done in the bathroom. There was a third lie (reason for the triple Whopper picture) but I can't recall what it is. Another chance for a parenting moment...I made him pinkie swear he would tell the truth and then I told him the story of the boy who cried wolf--his only comment was, "I like that story can you tell it again."
I mentioned a few days ago that my brother and son are EXACTLY ALIKE!!!! Keith use to make up the most bizarre stories as a child...he had an active imagination. I think Teri started this--we would always ask him after he was done telling a story, "Keith truth or story?"