Showing posts with label sports. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sports. Show all posts

Saturday, September 08, 2007

Opening Day

Are you ready for some football?!? Ah, opening day - the cheering fans, the shouts from the cheerleaders, the referees' whistles blowing, the grass and mud all over the players. NFL? College? No, it's upward football and today was opening day. Cassidy is playing for the first time, and she's a stud. Unfortunately, there aren't enough girls to field multiple teams so we have to play 4 on 4 - maybe next year!

I love this action shot - the 2 girls on defense are about to pounce on Cassidy (with the ball). Look at her go!






This shot is from the last play of the game. Cassidy caught a pass in a crowd and then took off like a flash. Following this play, they lined up for a 2 pt conversion; she lined up at QB and threw a completion in the back of the end zone!

Who knows, maybe she'll be the Brandy Chastain of girls football and she'll be playing pro someday. :)

Monday, August 06, 2007

Linked up

Last year at this time I wrote about the 1st annual Tiana Foundation golf tournament. Guess what? The 2nd annual event was just as great! Saturday was a beautiful day and I got to spend it not only supporting a great charity, but I also got to spend several hours with good friends laughing as much as golfing.

The Tiana Foundation has grown quite a bit in the past year and they have been able to support quite a few families in their darkest hour. I'm glad to be able to support this work, but I'm even more proud to have the founders as friends and it's just been incredible to see them both grow through a very hard time into such highly respected people in our community.


In that same post last year, I wrote about our own tough times 5 years ago and about Grace who continues to inspire us all. Here she is playing in our pool a few weeks ago. She is learning how to walk now and is really starting to show a lot more interaction with those around her. We love to see her big smile every week in Club Kangaroo - you should see her light up when Mr. M comes into play harmonica for the kids each week! You may also recognize Grace from a pic last month in my post about our summer vacation - she and Owen have a true bond which never ceases to remind me how of how pure a friendship can be at times.

Monday, August 14, 2006

Run like Chicken Little

The whole family came out to watch my softball game tonight, a rarity indeed. It's usually pretty tough to keep the boys occupied during the game, but it's important that they come out and learn how to act in that situation. And as the night ended, the report was actually a good one. For the most part they hung around the stands, and they got to play at the little playground for a couple of innings.

Once, when I was up to bat, Owen was cheering for me nice and loud. Staci told me later that he walked up the bleachers after I got a hit saying 'My daddy is a cool kid'. A bit later, he said 'Daddy runs like 'Chicken Little'! Hmmm, I think maybe he's watched that one a few too many times...

After the game, Grant walked up to me and grabbed my mitt. He put it on his hand, trying to make it look right. I gave him a ball and he put it in the mitt. He was interested for about a minute and then it was gone. It's those types of fleeting moments that can make his silence so maddening. What is going on in there?

One time, it's probably been 2 years ago now..., I was watching a baseball game on TV. If I remember right, it was a pretty big game at the end of the season and I was really trying to watch at least some of it. Grant came over, sat in my lap, and watched 1-2 innings with me. It was almost surreal to have him sit with me and just watch a game. No squealing, no stimming, just hanging out with Dad. Even crazier though, he then took me outside, found a bat and ball, and wanted me to play with him! We played for probably 10 minutes, definitely a record. And that was that...

Another time, probably also 2-3 years ago, he was in the hot tub in the backyard. He starts yelling 'Mommmmmy!', 'Moooommmmmmyyyyy!'. Now, this is a boy who doesn't talk. At that point, he had not said any of our names since he was 2 years old. And, since then, we've never heard anything like that out of him again.

What is it that opens those windows in a child? What is it that closes them back up again?
After watching Treasure Hunters tonight, it's like Grant's mind is a cryptex. Once in a great while, all the dials get opened in the right combination and the secret is revealed for one fantastic fleeting moment. And then it is shut again, with no clue as to the next opening and no clue as to what will be revealed.