The seasons of sports are upon us. Search and Destroy are reaching the age where they are eligible for the local sports leagues.
We’ve always been of the mindset to sign the boys up for all the sports. Then they can decide if they have any interest. Continue reading
At age 4, I joined the Wild Cats in the youngest division of AYSO region 72. Family legend says I was relatively cooperative during weekly practice, but would have nothing to do with the games. In spite of looking absolutely adorable in my black and white uniform.
One of my earliest actual memories is standing in the goal, swimming in a jersey that was way to big, before running off the field toward my parents because I didn’t want to play anymore. But I’d stayed on the field tear free for almost half the game! A new personal best. Continue reading
The original football.
It all started on the drive home from school Friday afternoon.
“GoGiants! Go Nin-ners!” echoed in stereo from the back seat of the MomMobile. What horrific ridiculousness was this! Continue reading
So the boys have Hand, Mouth and Foot Disease (HMFD). Yay.
(Not to be confused with hoof-and-mouth disease – which afflicts well, animals with hooves.) I have been assured that HMFD is a common childhood virus of the coxsackievirus genre (capable of taking out an entire preschool class in a single afternoon).
HMFD. Making cherubic toddlers look like acned teenagers.
Aside from a severely cranky night-owl creating an up-all-night Zombie Dad, by this afternoon both boys were showing signs of going stir crazy in quarantine. It was a gorgeous spring day. The whole family could probably use some fresh air. Continue reading
