Next season please

Here we are, enjoying the first Friday of the school year. I think the days mean a little more now over the school season than they did over the summer. Our care free days are over, replaced by a rigid schedule....which only allows us to appreciate Fridays more. And with fall, we received a nice dose of heat. Dog days are supposed to be over.
Ethan and Rileigh are still in gymnastics. They are in separate classes that focus on different things, which is seen mostly in that Riles class is all girls, and Ethan's all boys. Yesterday, Ethan was in piano lesson while Riles was in gymnastics, and then Riles was at piano while Ethan was at gymnastics. Keelie got to sit and wait with me, thankful for the iPhone. We may change up that schedule a bit in that maybe Keelie and I will find something else to do.
At home, we have a kiddie basketball hoop in the driveway. The kids have been playing various versions of hoops, to add to their bike riding. We are still working on a yard. Right now, the plan includes a grassy yard being put in next spring.
Ethan has nurtured his genetic predisposition to vids. Lately, it is all we can do to keep him off the computer, away from our iPhones, and away from the TV. He relentlessly requests to play the Wii, the XBOX, ...anything that has a game on it. In his fiddling with the vids, he has found Power Rangers. He found them while searching netflix on the Wii. Almost everyone in the house has been bitten by the bug, succumbed to the addictive properties of the show. Sarah participated in a Power Rangers marathon, while I was away at the ski team's summer training camp in Casper WY. Now, we have a little two year old, running around going: "hi-YAH!", and kicking her leg up in the air. She also attempts to sing the intro song, and I only know this because I can make out "Power Ranger" in a bunch of sing song syllables. ugh. I can only handle so much of the saccharin-y kid show. Maybe distraction is a good plan. Somehow, keep them distracted with other things, so that "we" can squelch the addictive properties. (because I need to keep this thing from taking over the kids psyche. It wont fill them, and they will be worse off for having digested it. I'm not simply thinking of myself and what I need. And since my better half seems to have been affected by the addictive properties of the show, it falls on my shoulders. Distraction seems to be my best option) Riles seems to be simply along for the ride, when it comes to the electronics. She does not bother us with relentless requests to turn on some electronic device or another. But when it is on, she is caught up in the warming glow of its warming glow.