Part I: The other night for family home evening we played a trivia game called Beat the Parents. I was highly amused [or should I be worried?] by a few of the answers the kids came up with.
Q: What is the date of American Independence Day?
A: February 29th!
Q: What is the date of Valentine's Day?
A: February 29th!
Q: In which country were the first Olympic Games held?
A: California!
Q: What is a doctor for children called?
A: Dr. Suess?
A: A vegetarian!
Good times and laughter shared by all. And I would like to wish our country a happy 59th birthday this year. [Yes, I am nerd enough that I did the math.]
Part II: Caleb had his first Klondike campout with the Scouts last weekend. I did my motherly best to make sure he had everything he needed and tried to convince him I was just doing my job by harassing him with questions:
"Do you have your hat?"
"Do you have extra socks?"
"Did you get your long johns?"
"What else do you want in your lunch?"
"Do you have your gloves?"
"Which gloves did you bring?"
"How about your toothbrush?"
"Are you sure you have your hat?"
"Am I bothering you yet?"
Well, he came home exhausted but in one piece, all fingers and toes accounted for. But he had to play a basketball game later that evening, and based on his dazed, sluggish stupor, I foresaw disaster. I'm not sure what happened, but he ended up having his best game yet. Not only did he score more points than usual, but he got loads of rebounds, hustled all over the place, and even made a break-away layup. Where did that come from? We joked that maybe he should sleep on the ground in the snow before every basketball game. Proud mom, beaming just a little.
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