Sunday, August 10, 2008

It's Not the Size of the Dog in the Fight...

 This summer has been full of... well, let's just say "full"!  The kids did camp, L fell in love with her counselor... T has a taste for sushi, as he 'cramps it' all the time.  (He means "craves it".)  They've both done gymnastics and if you've been around the kids at all, you'd be able to tell because L is constantly doing cartwheels!  

T is now in football.  They practice 2 hours a day until school is in session- and then they'll practice 2 or 3 times per week plus games on weekends "despite what the Redskins schedule is".  I take T to practice each day and on that first day I laughed SOOO hard that I cried.  At least twice.  (OK, to be completely honest, I almost peed myself but I didn't really admit to that, did I?)  And as some spectators said about T without realizing I was his mom, "Look at that little dude!  All the other kids are going to underestimate him b/c he's the shortest out there, but they don't realize it's not the size of the dog in the fight, it's the size of the fight in the dog.

I've got some great mpeg clips of the practice so if you'd care to see one, send me an email and I'll send you a link (provided I know you!)