Tuesday, April 12, 2005
Mark in the Running for Jeopardy! A few weeks ago while we were watching Jeopardy they announced that anyone in the New York area interested in being a contestant on Jeopardy should register online. So, with some strong encouragement from Mommy and Hunter, Daddy decided to submit an application. Unfortunately, Mark's life got a little hectic and he failed to reply to the tryout date within the 48 hour deadline. They said anyone responding after the 48 hour deadline could still reply but would only be accepted if they had room left over. Mark replied anyway and was accepted. So, on April 26th Mark is heading into New York to take a test and hopefully play a mock version of Jeopardy and get his name put on the list of possible contestants for a REAL Jeopardy game in CA. Mark has already checked out several books from the library and is working hard absorbing as much information as possible before the tryout. We know he doesn't need to--he's already so smart. We know you'll do a fabulous job!
Noah's Dandelion is Back! Yesterday Noah went outside to check the weather and returned very excited. His dear friend, the Dandelion weed at the bottom of our back steps, is back! Noah immediately picked its first blossom and it has been proudly displayed in a dixie cup on our kitchen table ever since. When it closed last night Noah almost burst into tears--afraid that it was dead. I reassured him it would open up again in the morning and thankfully, it was open-- bright and wide--by the time he woke up. I swear that plant blossoms just for Noah.
An Unexpected T-Ball Coach With the start of T-ball season just around the corner, we've been anxiously awaiting a phone call telling us when Hunter would begin his first game. Yesterday that call came, but it was not nearly the call we expected. His first game will be April 30th (along with his first practice)but he has a rotten coach. Yes. . . they couldn't have picked a more inexperienced, out-of-shape coach if they tried. Who is it, you might be asking? Me! Somehow between volunteering to bring juice boxes and help with kid control I got selected to coach eleven six-year old boys in their first season of T-ball. And the worst part is--they get one hour of practice prior to their first game, which follows immediately after their first practice. I can't help but laugh at the insanity of the whole thing and wonder why I ever paid $86.00 to be put in such an awkward situation. But nevermind it all--I'll do anything for my Hunter even if it means two months of Saturdays spent in total public humiliation and flogging!
posted by Shana # 11:49 AM 
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