Week through the weekend

I am behind on blogging again. The house is still torn up. One more coat of paint on the cabinets, and that side of the kitchen will be done. We still have a long way to go, but at least I can get all the stuff out of the living and dining room and put it back where it goes.
Right now my computer sounds like it is going to blow up... I am going to make this short and let it rest... I have been editing pics and craigslisting on it for a while now, I think it's over heating... Noah had his first soccer game Saturday morning. They play 3 on 3, 8- 5 minute quarters. He was in the second string to go in and did great during his 5 minutes... he even scored a goal! Yeah NOAH!!! He didn't like sitting out the next quarter and got really mad and refused to go in the rest of the game. Oh well, maybe next time. Harper and Juddson were strapped into the triple jogger the whole time and after the goldfish and juice were gone, they got really fussy. Harper asked to go back to the car and get in her carseat.
Here's some pics from the game:

You know how when Noah doesn't want to do something, he'll say "I can't... my foot hurts, better go to Dr. Fred's house" or something hurts and he needs to go see Dr. Fred. Well, the other day I just cleaned their room and he dumped out 3 boxes of toys and I was SO MAD and was telling him to pick them up NOW... he looked at me and opened his mouth and pointed in his mouth and said "I can't, I wost my boyz" and I didn't get it and was like "your boys???" and he was screaming, "NO, my BOYZ!!!" and that went on for a few times and then I was like "Oh, you lost your voice?" and he said "yeah, better go to Dr. Fred's house." I said "You didn't lose your voice, I hear you talking, now pick up the toys." Oh Brother...So, off he pouted and picked up the toys... lost boyz and all.