Showing posts with label Breana. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Breana. Show all posts

Tuesday, October 21, 2008

Back to the present - exactly, a Present

When a gift is lovingly placed on your lap, you say "Thank you"...then know that you are going to spend a slice of your life at the barn...then eventually 'her life'.
Breana & Serenade
with her Trainer, Patti


I have no words to explain how thrilled this little girl is nor how beautiful she is riding on a horse. And we are speechless when it comes to this beautiful gift...





Thank
you
Drew
<3
Drew in Mongolia - 2008

Monday, December 03, 2007

November 27, 2007

This late-afternoon sky brought a thin chill to our ears & exposed fingers while we watched Breana's Middle-School Soccer Team play against SLV. Kaitlin, the good-student she is, brought her books and finished her assignments, and, the good-sister she is, cheered on Breana and was elated with her performance on the field! (I did have to her hold her back, it's hard for these soccer-types to not be on the field playing!)MH won 2-1 all in the second half with Breana scoring the 2 goals.
This girl is fast, real fast!
For one goal she received a pass from her defender, out-smarted SLVs defender and chipped it over the goalie's head into the net. For her last goal, she received a pass from her midfielder, sped past their defender putting herself one-on-one with the goalie & into the net. It was sweet - yup, she's fast!

Thursday, August 16, 2007

Back in July - A little rest needed

The week Breana came home from camp she didn't feel well, whether from exhaustion or the result of being away from the care only a Mother can give. She had a fever and hives. I was so excited to have her back at home - my little playmate - one of the two who buzzes about the house making it a home - but was left to another week of quiet & stillness.
After this particular nap, she wanted freshly squeezed orange juice. Picking oranges was a good way to get her out into the backyard and under the sun. However, I couldn't keep her amused outside, not even Tiger. She shooed him along, which is not like her, and stood under the tree waiting for me to gather a few oranges.
Her favorite comfy clothes since camp has been her Camp Hammer wear which made for a nice hand basket - or neck basket - since climbing up the tree wasn't something she wanted to do that particular day. Hmmm, no monkey today - must really not feel well.
Usually she wants to handle the juicer, too, this time she waited patiently. If I hadn't thought so already, that would have been another indication she wasn't herself!

It proved to be just what she needed for that hour. Instead of crawling under the blanket she sat with the Polly Pockets that I pulled out earlier - a toy she hadn't touched in years (but I keep handy for quiet occasions like this) - and set up a country setting for the equestrian Polly.

The day after this she felt herself again - thank goodness! The Polly Pockets got whisked away to the closet again and off to join Kaitlin at the Tennis Clinic she went!

Friday, June 15, 2007

A week long birthday celebration

Breana wanted to see "Shrek III" for her birthday. Kaitlin was still not feeling well and Dan was at work so Breana & I set out just the two of us. For a short period of time, it literally was just the two of us! Just before the movie was to start 4 other people came into the theatre. We had to giggle because 2 of them sat directly behind us and the other 2 sat 2 rows ahead of us - with all the space in the theatre...!!!
The birthday celebration continues!

11 on the 11th!


It was a special treat for Breana. The day she turned 11 the four of us checked-in later in the day, ordered dinner and enjoyed being "waited on". Unfortunately Kaitlin wasn't feeling well so we let her rest with peace & quiet in the bedroom while we enjoyed the parlor. Later in the evening, Dan & Breana went out to soak in the hot tub under the stars. Things we could have done at home but were just extra special when you go out for the evening.
There's no nagging feeling in the back of your head to pick up 'this' or pick up 'that', throw in a load of laundry, clear the dinner dishes or even have the tempation of going off into our own corners.

It was nice to "go away". I like moments when we concentrate on the 4 of us.

Sigh, our little munchy, B B, bianca, magonical, magoostus, magoo...is now 11. Really, where did the time go?

Thursday, December 21, 2006

Horse Vaulting

Breana started Horse Vaulting when she was 3 1/2 years old. It was a Parks & Rec activity that she did with Kaitlin. They vaulted in this rec program off & on for 2 1/2 years. 2 years ago a friend, a Champion Vaulter herself, started a team, High Point. Breana joined enthusiastically! This was a fun team for her. Breana learned a lot, she competed in numerous competitions (did quite well!) and she discovered that this is a sport that she loved. Unfortunately it conflicts with her Comp Soccer Team during the Fall season...we do our best to make it work.

Tasha, Heide & Breana walk from one event to another.
Dan walks beside them beaming...or is that relief that he doesn't have to carry her!

Elle is the horse they vault on.
Here High Point is getting ready for the Team Compulsories.

The girls practicing their Double Freestyle on the barrel before they

compete on Elle.


Breana mounting on Elle for her Individual Freestyle w/ Holly, her Coach.


Breana's horses and her ribbons.
In November, she was recognized by the American Vaulting Association Region II for her overall score of 5.500 for the Preliminary Trot Women Freestyle placing her in 2nd and her overall score of 4.933 in the Preliminary Trot Women Compulsories placing her in 4th. (The overall score is devised by all the competitions she competed in - only 4!)
She has big dreams and she has the ability to make them happen! Watch out!

"I AM" - By Breana Begin (age 10)

I am a vaulter

I wonder if I could go worldwide

I hear my heart pounding when I compete

I see myself holding the first place ribbon

I want a vaulting horse to call my own

I am a vaulter

I pretend I'm flipping high above the horse

I feel excited but a whipping feeling in my stomach

I touch the horse's grassy tail as I land a flip

I worry that I will never compete worldwide

I cry if I do bad

I am a vaulter

I understand that I might not go worldwide

I say I am a true vaulter

I dream to be a gold medalist

I try to do my best at vaulting

I hope I will travel worldwide

I am a vaulter

I am Breana Begin