Valentine

An original poem by Garion, as written in my Valentine's Day Card:

Roses are red
violets are black
I am sary [sorry] that you back is brokun.

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Just for the record, my back is actually much better and only hurts when I do laundry. And when it snows. Possibly these symptoms are psychological. I think I'm going to give swimming a go tomorrow morning and start walking/running again in March.

Just Call him Larry Bird

This winter, Garion is playing basketball in a local league sponsored by one of the churches. He has practices on Tuesdays and a game each Saturday from January through the end of February. When I say "playing basketball," what I really mean is that Garion puts on a uniform and joins a pack of other kindergarten-aged kids for a few rounds of loosely-regulated chaos that happens to involve a basketball and some baskets. Really, watching kindergartners playing basketball is liking watching....I don't know...a dolphin try to tie shoes? Something like that. Below is a clip from last Saturday's game. Garion is the tall kid the background who's just kind of standing around taking in the action. About halfway through the clip, he decides to get serious and guard his assigned kid from the other team. I'm sure we'll be hearing from the NBA any day now.

Tagged

It seems that whenever there is a lull in my blogging, I get a little something from Stacy along the lines of, "dude are you ever going to blog again?" This time she tagged me with a game where you post the sixth photo in the sixth folder on your computer. Then you tag five more blogs. That's my photo up above. It was taken in February 2005 at Organ Pipe National Monument. Garion was two-years-old. I forgot how little he was. Sniff. Anyway, there it is.

I tag:
Grumpator
Nightshade Kittytoes
Steamed Puddings
Barbara (sorry Barbara, I forgot the name of your blog, I could look it up but then, you know, I'd have to look it up)
and G&D Discuss Science.

Look, I know exactly five other people who write blogs! Not counting Stacy, because she tagged me and it seems silly to re-tag; I already saw her picture.