Friday, December 16, 2011
We still chose to work in a stop for an early dinner not too far into the ride. I figured it would help thin out the evening commute. I also figured a full belly would help the kids settle in and maybe nap a bit. Not too long. I don't want them up late when we do get to NY. What I didn't count on was the chili cheese fries and buffalo wings for Coco. That is a bad menu for a long car ride. But it was Caz and his breakfast for dinner that wreaked havoc. He stunk. Must have been the sausage.
The boys played a bit on Demi's iPad. But for the most part they read their kindles. Caz did a bit of his homework. I got in a nap and some reading. That was novel for me. I have been able to do either for a long time.
We lost a half hour in Darien. I swear they have been doing constructions on that stretch of 95 all 15 years I have been going to the Island. Friggin' CT.
Saturday, December 10, 2011
Some parents just won't take that break. They feel guilty. And don't get me wrong, there is a level of guilt. I felt some booking this weekend. But I was smart enough to ingore it. Take a break. Recharge the batteries. And come back with a better effort. It's ok to do. No matter how old the kids are, you have to take a break now and then.
Thursday, December 8, 2011
I took the dog for a hike in the town forest. I had lunch with my niece. I played some XBOX. Then I took Coco to the movies. Caz wasn't interested in the Muppets. Apparently, while I was out, Caz struggled with what present to give me. It bothered him that he didn't have one that was directly from him. He pondered it for a while, shutting out XBOX time. That is quite a feat. I understand the attraction of video games to kids his age. So in relative terms, that is a big deal. I ended up with a coupon book of household chores that I could assign him at any given time: car wash, dishwashing, to name a few. It really is the thought that counts, and the thought is what made it such a great gift.
Luckily, there are no expiration dates.......
Saturday, December 3, 2011
But more importantly, a good family day.
Thursday, December 1, 2011
I think I actually have some lines ready for this years newsletter. We had some good trips this year. It's going to be hard to pair down the list.
I like the challenge of finding the perfect gift for each member of the family. I have some good ideas on that already. It realy is the time for family and friends. Time to take stock and remind those that are important to you, just how much they mean to you. Life is too short not to acknowledge that. It is something that I am trying to impart to the boys.
Saturday, November 26, 2011
Thursday, November 24, 2011
I got up early for a holiday and went to a party. Crazy ain't it. But a high school friend and teammate took over his dad's tradition of hosting a Bloody Mary party before the game. I had been meaning to go for years but never really got to it. But X talked me into it. I am glad he did. It was really nice to see some old friends that I hadn't seen in a very long time. Guys that I grew up with. Guys that I played football with. Guys I went to school with. These are the guys that made football fun for me. These are the guys that worked so hard with me to form a team.
And that is the story I told later that day at the game. To guys I coached with and to the players I coached. This is what I want for my players. I want them to have such a positive experience that they feel like being a part of the team is something special. I want them to look back on this time in the lives and feel it was something good. Only time will tell but I think I am steering them in the right direction.
Sunday, November 20, 2011
Demi asked the boys questions on the way back. She genuinely wanted to make sure they didn't have any unanswered questions. But she also wanted to see what they got out of the whole experience. Based on the questions, conversations, and comments from the boys, it seems like they got the right things out of the experience. Very positive for everyone.
Saturday, November 19, 2011
Friday, November 18, 2011
I think Dad enjoyed himself. He loves when the family is all together no matter where we gather. But I hope he liked his special night out. He's a homebody but he does enjoy a good meal.
Monday, November 14, 2011
The boys have been a couple weeks without practice now. I think the natives are growing restless. They need another activity to start up. It doesn't have to be a sport. It just has to be something to keep them active and exercising. Basketball may have run it's course. Skating never starting. Caz should do running club. Swimming is not a bad idea. They have a couple of days to choose. Then Mom and Dad start choosing.......
Wednesday, August 31, 2011
At least the gym is now open. I never thought I would be so excited over those prison showers. A good workout definitely helps to improve the disposition. Poor Demi doesn't even have that right now. And I get to go to work and have power. But I need to have power back for the family.
Demi called at 2 PM to say the power was back on. She was not advertising it because the requests for XBOX would soon follow. She was in no rush for that. I can't blame her. But things are back to normal. Just in time for the first day of school.
Tuesday, August 30, 2011
We have cooked all the meat that we can. Demi definitely deserves a night off from cooking. Dinner out tonight for sure. We will still have to work around football practice of course. What? You think a little thing like no power is going to stop us from having football practice? Surely you jest. The kids will get a night off from showers though. Yep, they are going to stink. But fighting over cold showers is not in the plans. And since tomorrow is no longer the first day of school, we are fine issuing a reprieve.
Take out from Marshfield Famous. They just got power back and folks are on the same wavelength. That place is jamming when I get there.
After dinner is another quiet candlelit night. More reading and games. I have the Sox on the radio. It's kind of a throwback to an earlier time when folks sat around a radio at night. Family time. There is not enough of that generally speaking. People are just too busy running around. It's no wonder the family concept is taking a hit.
Monday, August 29, 2011
Parts of 139 seems to have power. Dunkin and Starbucks are packed.
Demi and the kids are cleaning up the yard. Yaya is over with the chainsaw.
I come home early to get ice for the fridge but Demi is already all over it. She cooks the chicken from the freezer. We are hoping the food does not spoil.
Sundown - the candles and flashlights are back. The family is reading on the couch until bed time. I make a crack about Pilgrim life. The kids dismiss it. I do like the quiet though and the family time.
Sunday, August 28, 2011
11:30 AM - Caz just got on XBox and as he predicted, the power went out. No power outage for Caz though. He's having a meltdown. He was sufficiently warned about doing his homework but it does not matter to him at the moment. Might was well start reading the Sunday paper.
12:45 PM - Coco sunk my battleship. This electronic version of Battleship is pretty cool. Coco won that battle but Dad wins the war. Game to the General. Caz appears to be done pouting and wants a shot at the title.
1:30 PM - I have moved the same large limb out of the street 3 times now. It's not light, but I can move it by myself. I moved it halfway up the front yard and it still got blown back into the street. Gizmo wants no part of going out but she does need to do her business.
2:15 PM - Clue the Harry Potter edition is going full bore.
3:00 PM - Lucious Malfoy did it, with the Vanishing Cabinet, in the Owlry.
5:05 PM - Thanking our lucky stars that we switched to a gas stove top during last year's renovations. Burgers on the indoor grill are great things right now.
7:15 PM - Candles and flashlights are out. My LL Bean shortwave radio is out. Sounds like the South Shore is getting hit pretty hard with power outages. No signs of NSTAR. Each of us has a good book going.
8:30 PM - We move upstairs with lights out for Coco, soon to follow.
10 PM - It's pretty quiet without all the white noise. At least we can crack the windows a bit to get some air moving. An early night is not a bad thing.
Saturday, August 27, 2011
Irene should be hitting tomorow. It's time to batten down the hatches. The loose items in the yard need to be picked up. Lawn furniture needs to be stacked and tied down. The grill needs to be tied to the porch. The tomato plants need to be put in the shed. Mist changes to rain to downpour during all this. I take this time to sort 400 plus Duxbury Youth Football game shirts into 6 teams. Might as well, I have the time now.
We have bottled water, batteries, and bread. Milk is not a must have. I am thankful that we switched to a gas stove cooktop last year during the renovations. We have candles and board games. Cell phones, Kindles, and iPods are being charged to 100%. Cars are gased up.
The biggest thing was the garage. Demi thought there was no way we get one of the cars in it. We have all the new bathroom fixtures and items in there. We have all the game shirts I mentioned. And there was just random items in there since it was already crowded. I deem us as ready as we can be.
Saturday, August 20, 2011
It is very hard to tell what is typical teen (or pre-teen in this case) angst and what is ADD. That is probably the hardest thing for me. I do not think like Caz. And I have a hard time knowing what he's doing on purpose. Even the spontaneous outbursts of impropriety catch me off guard. In that split second of something fresh leaving his mouth and it registering with me, I can't just stop and think to myself "ok, he doesn't mean it and likely doesn't even know he's saying it."
Even when he seems rational, he likely isn't. He argues just to argue. The mistake then, is arguing back. I tell you though, at the end of a long work day and being mentally tired walking in the door? It's hard to not argue back. That is why this is all a work in progress still.
Monday, August 15, 2011
Tuesday, August 9, 2011
After the team split up for drills, the coaches convened during a water break. Coach Q and Coach Mortimer approached me to tell me that they had to move Caz back 7 yards further than anyone else for a one on one RB/Tackling drill (Oklahoma drill). He was getting up too quickly and no one could touch him before he was off to the races. Must get that from Demi......
Monday, August 8, 2011
Saturday, August 6, 2011
I think this was the best superhero movie of the summer. I was very happy that the movie makers got it right and did Captain America justice. Simliar to X-Men: First Class, the historic setting worked well. You wonder how a period piece will play with kids. But I think Coco was just fine with the 1940's setting. He didn't even blink at eye at the lack of cellphones and iPods.
The action was great. The storyline was very well done. Chris Evans was just fine. Tommy Lee was his typical bad ass self. This is a 2011 must see film.
4 Chinnies out of 5
Wednesday, August 3, 2011
We kicked the night off right by hitting Dave's Diner first. Coco got his favorite, Eve of Destruction (chili cheese fries) to the fear of all. However, it was Caz's steak & cheese wrap that ended up doing the damage while we were stuck in Patriot traffic on Route 1 a mile out from the stadium. Windows down, captain!
There were a lot of people at this event. I think the turnout was far greater than expected. It was very cool though. We went to the far end of the stadium, knowing that they would flip the field for practice at some point. We ended up 5 rows up in the end zone when the Patriots changed directions and came down to our end. The boys got a kick out of seeing the Patriots, both old and new, up close. We got good looks at Ochocinquo, Haynesworth, Welker, Branch, Brady, Wolfork, and Mayo. Rookie QB Ryan Mallet looked good.
The Patriots were due to make rounds at the sides of the stadium for autographs after practice. The boys started to head down but came back. They were too tired to deal with it. The sides were mobbed. And it wasn't like they could pull the "I'm a kid" bit. There were other kids lining the field, all over the place. There were no adult to try and guilt. The boys were happy just to be there.
Monday, August 1, 2011
The reunion got off to a bit of a rocky start. Coco was a bit tired from a week of baseball camp. Caz was over tired from a week of not sleeping well. The last night apparently there was almost no sleep at all. I am sure there was a lot of excitement being he last night of camp, but the boys were up way too late. He was a bit of bear for the entire weekend.
I am sure there was an adjustment for Caz, from being on his own for a week. I guess it is sort of like coming home from college and going back to your parents rules. So I need to restate that it was an adjustment for all of us. It was not a smooth one. But we lived through it. Back to a sense of normalcy.
Saturday, July 2, 2011
Friday, July 1, 2011
Saturday, June 25, 2011
Demi has been talking about bringing me to Montauk since we met. 15 years ago. Well, I am sure it is worth the wait. Montauk was the fishing town that inspired Jaws. The crusty captain in the moving is loosely based on the famed founder of Monster Shark Fishing, Frank Mundus. My brother in-law worked the dock out there and ended up with a job working for Mundus. Demi's family spent a lot of time out there in her childhood years. There is a lot of sentimental aspects to this trip. We have been talking to the boys about how much it means to her. I think they understand.
Wednesday, June 22, 2011
The boys are ecstatic of course. Coco's class apparently spent the last minute of school counting it down by the second, very loudly. Allegedly they could be heard from two floors down.
Visions of XBox are running through their heads. Later bed times. Sleeping in. Ah. It's good to be the king.
Sunday, June 19, 2011
Spending the AM on Duxbury Beach is the best way to start any day, but it is especially nice on Father's Day. Ice coffee and a lemon poppy seed muffin is the breakfast of choice. Demi search far and wide, covered 6 different stores, but could not find the elusive pistachio muffin. She gets an A for effort though. My cousins, the Van Burens, joined us. It was quite the family event. The Van B's son is an age in he middle of our two boys. He and Coco spent the better part of the AM building a sand castle by the edge of the water. Caz slept in the back seat most of the day. He apparently was up very late at a sleep over the night before. This meant that I had a nice, quiet morning to sit, read the paper, and chat with the Van B's. Their girls are older, so they got to hang with the grown ups. Really, the only thing missing was a nap. I could have done that but I was too busy enjoying myself too much.
Wednesday, June 15, 2011
The boys were fired up and watched the whole first period. Well, Coco did. I think Caz may have a bit of the old man's superstitions. He was definitely interested elsewhere. But I think a piece of him was too nervous to watch for fear of jinxing it.
I woke the boys up at the conclusion of the game, so that they could see the Cup be hoisted by Chara and the team. Coco almost went back to sleep. He was out of it. But then his eyes opened, and he was excited. Caz actually woke up to the sound of fireworks outside. Everyone was amped up for the Cup's return.
Sunday, June 12, 2011
The only tough parts of the movie having the kids there were:
- a scene set in Vegas with lingerie clad "showgirls"/"escorts"
- a scene with a Russian general being seduced by a underwear clad buxom blond mutant
The boys seemed to enjoy the movie. We had actually discussed the Cuban Missile Crisis at a time moths before. And what got me was that they remembered it. Coco actually said "is that where the Russians put nuclear missile 90 miles from the United States?" The kids are paying attention and apparently I am getting through to them. Score one for Dad.
Saturday, June 4, 2011
Well, in my mind I built the perfect day for the family. It is a rare occasion, if it happens at all, that the execution goes as well as the planning. Today was such a day. In fact, I would say it went better than planned. Our friend, CJ, had procured us tickets to an afternoon game at Fenway. Originally the start time was a night tilt, but with the Bruins in the Stanley Cup for prime time, the Sox opted to move the game up.
The launch started shaky. We left a bit later than planned. We hit unusually bad traffic before even getting on the highway. The Pilot was on E with the Gas light on. It was not looking promising.
But we took an alternative route to the exit that we were not quite sure of. We hit the gas station just in time. We pulled into Boston later than planned and missed batting practice. However we found a taxi in no time and arrived at Fenway with plenty of time to spare. The weather was perfect, 70 degrees and sunny. The breeze was refreshing. We took our seats and saw that it was Beckett warming up in the pen. We were excited to see the ace. The boys had not seen him pitch in person before. A-Gon launched a shot over the Monstah at his first at-bat. Crawford got into the act with timely hits and good defense. At the one hour mark the game was in the 5th. We were cruising to a Sox win.
We had a temporary set back. Papelbon gave up a few runs. Varitek got tossed for arguing balls and strikes. Pedroia let a game ending double play through the wickets. Then Papelbon got tossed with the game tied. Extra innings. Ruh Roh Raggy. Caz was getting restless. The boys were both tired from the previous days excursion. Coco actually slept through the 8th. Right through Sweet Caroline and everything. I made a command decision to leave after the 11th, after the meat of the Sox order batted and the game headed to the 12th.
It was an opportune time to get a cab. We got lucky again when Demi realized she had left the camera in our seats while walking up Landsdowne. A sypathetic usher let her back in to retrieve it. We hailed a taxi and got into the North End in great shape. We picked a restaurant on Hanover street and were seated right away. Dinner was amazing. Not a scrap was left to take home. Caz broadened his horizons and at linguine carbonara. I mean cheesy cream sauce and bacon? What's not to like, right? Then is was over to Modern to pick up pastries.
We got home just in time for the drop of the puck. We relaxed. Watched the game and ate fantastic pastries. It was such an amazing day. The perfect family day.
Friday, June 3, 2011
Sunday, May 8, 2011
Wednesday, May 4, 2011
I think it will be nice to spend the holiday with Demi's Mom and Grandmother. I don't know that we have spent a Mother's Day with Demi's Mom since we have been together. It will be nice change. I think Tess (Demi's Mom) will appreciate it.
The boys are just excited to be going to Florida. They were not on our last trip a few weeks ago and have been complaining about it ever since. It will be there first voyage on JetBlue. I think they will like the individual TVs. A very nice feature. Genius, really.
I would like to be able to do something special for the Mom's. Nothing outrageous. I think outrageous would be hard to pull of long distance. Some nice flowers would probably do. But three generations of Moms together will be quite an event.
Tuesday, May 3, 2011
Monday, May 2, 2011
There was a definite sense of closure immediately. The search had been going on for so long. We never seemed able to turn up any solid leads. For all we knew, Bin Laden was at the bottom of a well with an endless supply of Twinkies, like Saddam. And if that hole was in some mountain range in the middle of nowhere? Worse that the proverbial needle in a hay stack.
More details came out as the day wore on. I tried to take a peek on-line here and there but it was a pretty busy day. I took time while scarfing down my salad to read cnn.com. I saw the gatherings at the White House and Ground Zero. That sense of unity, pride, and patriotism that was so prevalent after 9/11, seemed to return.
But as read on, I started to have questions. I do recall immediately thinking, "how do they know for sure it was him?" "How does the American public know for sure what the government is telling us is the truth?" "Why did they bury him at sea? Was it an excuse for disposing of evidence?" I know, it sounds a little like the ravings of a hardcore conspiracy theorist. But after what the powers that be did to the Tillman family after Pat Tillman was killed in action, can we take it all at face value? There are certainly things regarding national defense that just cannot be communicated to the general public. I get that. I know there are operations going on that probably break international law or even sound human judgement. Who gets to be the judge of what is OK for the public and what is not? Who was the moral fiber we can trust to make that decision? If we know we are lied to about things not tied to national security, then aren't we right to question it all? Fool me once, shame on me......
As always, I took the opportunity to talk with the boys. I knew they had heard the news and that it was being discussed by other kids at school. As with Sex Ed, I wanted to make sure they heard the facts correctly. I asked them if they had questions. I offered to field any and all inquiries. You need to take these opportunities when they cross your path.
Sunday, April 24, 2011
This has become a great family gathering. My family came of course. But Linda's sister is so good about making the effort to come. Actually both her sisters are good about visiting. But Jinx is really great about making this one each year. As usual we had way too much to eat. I was full after appetizers. Well, almost.
The boys had a great time. They played games with their older cousin. They doted on their younger cousin. The had an excellent time shepparing her around the Easter Egg Hunt. It's good practice ground for the boys to learn proper behavior in social settings. What better practice than with family. You can screw up royally and be forgiven. Tough on Mom & Dad sometimes but we will live.
Saturday, April 16, 2011
Coming into the parking lots where the starting corrals and Exp are, is just amazing. A sea of people come to run or watch the event. We start in the shadow of the peaks abutting Sun Devil Stadium. Just a quick jaunt over the river and back, right? It was perfect running weather. The a cool desert morning was the perfect back drop. The adrenaline rush definitely got to me. I probably wasn't in the running shape I was hoping. I finished. My time was not what I was hoping it to be. But that was not a concern. Crossing the finish line on that field, with people in the stand, the scoreboard lit up, the ASU football team lining the finish alley, and Demi waiting at the finish line (she stayed with me most of the race, toyed with me, and then dusted me to "take pictures" - she was great) was something that I will remember for the rest of my life.
Just milling around after the race was something else. Lots of runners were sticking around to see others finish. Military units were running in full gear. ASU players were signing autographs for kids. The Expo was full of booths and activities. I went to Sparky's to buy a Pat Tillman College Football Hall of Fame T-shirt for Demi and me. Demi had gone back for the camera. We met back up in Reunion Square (a meeting place the Race Committee set up with Alphabet cards for people to meet up after the race), took some pictures, and then hike up the preserve overlooking the stadium. Go run a race and then for a hike right? On top of the preserve, someone was erecting a light up cross. I don't know if it was coincidence or not but seemed interesting.
There was some well deserved pool time afterward. Back with the other runners. I could definitely see myself doing it again.
Wednesday, April 13, 2011
I hope you have a wonderful day, son.
Sunday, April 3, 2011
The Tillman Story is not easy to watch even as an adult. It is yet another opportunity for a family discussion. Family. That is a major them throughout the movie. It is not just about Pat. The Tillman family had to deal with so much adversity, yet they stayed strong and true to themselves. That was compelling factor in wanting to participate in Pat's Run. You just wanted to do something for the family, even in some small way. You appreciate the family strength as a unit and hope yours is just as strong.
The boys asked some well thought out questions. The got that the story was more than just a football player that enlisted in the Army Rangers. I know it had an impact on Caz. He was tearing up during the movie. Coco was locked in too. I think they got that one has to question what one is told. Conspiracy theorist designation and condemnation be damned. You have to ask questions, do your own research, and come to one's own conclusions. I get the sense from reading about Pat, that that is how he looked at life. I have no way of knowing of course, but the excerpts of his personal journals in Where Men Win Glory, seem to suggest that he always wanted information and to learn. I would surmise that is where he military scholarships from the Pat Tillman Foundations started from.
I think the boys got a lot out of watching the documentary. They certainly asked good questions. It generated a good family discussion. And I think we all benefited from having seen it. I think they understand why it is important to me to go out to AZ and participate in Pat's Run.
Friday, April 1, 2011
My boys are excited to see some baseball. Coco especially, was ready to see the newest edition of the Sox. Beltre and V-Mart are out. Saltelamacchia, Crawford, and Gonzalez are in. Expectations are sky high. World Series or bust, right? Who knows? Everyone looks good on paper this time of year. Talk about your hope for new beginnings at this time of year. Forget your spring flowers and Easter eggs. Bring on your stitched round balls, lumber, and leather. The Sox represent the Jedis and Evil Empire is around to be hated. All is right in the world.
Sunday, March 13, 2011
The boys and I had a good talk about certain articles, the new schools, the new police department, and the fire house renovations. We talked about how the debate process works. We had a discussion about taxes, spending, and deficits. We talked about voting and how articles pass. This was the whole point. Yes, I wanted to participate in the process. Yes, I had views on how to spend the town's money. But I really wanted the boys to talk about what was going on. Misson accomplished.
Saturday, March 12, 2011
I have never seen a group of adults behave so poorly at a government function. The pro-Article crowd certainly alienated older, would be voters. The Article carried the day, but I wonder what will happen at the polls now. I can see the rally at the Senior Center now - "defeat those raucous hippies!" It would almost serve them right. Most of them came for that Article on. Some of us had been there all day. One can choose to practice democracy how ever one sees fit but I think some folks are in for a rude awakening. I hope it does not come at a price paid by the students of this town.
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
Tuesday, March 1, 2011
Monday, February 28, 2011
Sunday, February 27, 2011
Sunday, February 20, 2011
Thursday, February 17, 2011
Saturday, February 12, 2011
I find it hard to know what is typical behavior for an 11, soon to be 12, year old kid. Especially, one with ADD. Our pediatrician is great. He actually has ADD too, so he can relate. He did jump right to a diagnosis either. But since then has been a voice of reason for us to bounce things off. He's the one that reminds us that there is a difference between "can't" and "won't". With ADD, there are certain things that Caz can't do. Shooting whatever phrase comes to mind out of his mouth, no matter how mean or spiteful is one of them. He does not have control over a filter. And in the heat of an argument or heated situation, it can be very frustrating. It takes all of my self control and patience not to respond to it. Sometimes, like today, I don't have enough of either. I don't always do the right thing. I try to learn from it and go forward. But it goes against my instincts and nature, not to take the insults personally. I know he feels bad afterwards and regrets saying them. It is something we both need to work on.
Sunday, February 6, 2011
Saturday, February 5, 2011
Caz thought he was just going to jump on his snowboard and fly down the mountain, picking up where he left off last time. Not only was that not to be, it was worse. His first run of the day was disastrous. I thought it was going to finish him for the weekend. He fell down the entire mountain. He was cursing (dropping S bombs), deriding himself, and in tears. He wanted to get to the bottom, call it a day and be done with snowboarding for good. Caz was more frustrated than I have ever seen him.
Leave it to Demi to save the day. She knew he was overexcited to start. So much so he missed breakfast. She took him into the lodge. She got him a bagel and cream cheese. They ate a leisurely breakfast and then gave the board another shot. Coco did so much better. Night and day from run #1. His confidence soared and each run just got better. By lunch time we were up and down the mountain continuously. I give Coco a lot of credit. He could have given up. But he faced his challenge head on and overcame it. I give Demi a lot of credit too. She read the situation perfectly and handled it masterfully.
Friday, February 4, 2011
Don't get me wrong. I don't mind putting the ski weekend toghether, carting them to the mountain, sherpaing their equipment around, and minding the fort. As long as they have fun, I am good. But I would really like to see the boys bombing down the mountain. I would like to see them on their skis/snowboard. I would like to ride up a lift and have that time to talk with them. So I plan on skiing. Done. Decision made.
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
Sunday, January 2, 2011
Saturday, January 1, 2011
The boys and I worked in a snowball fight too. They built quite impressive snow forts during the week. The forts needed some quick repair before the festivities could begin. Then it was an all out free for all. Coco and Dad against Caz and Coleman (a neighborhood kid). We dueled all over the yard. Gizmo provided some yellow snow balls which got interesting. Snowballs flew, kids ran, and kids dove. Laughter filled the air.
Never get too old for a snowball fight. The boys love it when Demi and I are out there flinging snow balls at them. They love trying to sneak up on us and catch us by surprise. I wish I saw more of that around the neighborhood. Most of the neighborhood kids come over with the boys to try and take on the Champs. No one gets spared when it comes to the snowball fight. Which is why I think they all enjoy it.