2:34 p.m. - 2006-05-31
#1. It lasted longer
But otherwise... things were groovy.
Last Friday was Field Day for the munchkin so I took the day off to watch potato sack races, tug-of-war games, hula hoop throws, etc... My baby won first place the in sack race.
Of course, Chloe's genetically superior body could come into play here. How many 8 year old second graders do you know who are four feet six inches tall? I breed winners people! Yeah! (that last was said in jest, as I was channelling a Chet-like voiced creature who you have all met before. You know he's (or she's) THAT parent on the soccer field/ball park/ playground. Take your pick. Hyper-aggressive and annoying as fuck.
Damn, I really got off subject, huh?
So to wrap it up: Yeah FIELD DAY ROCKS! Hooyah!
Happy hump day.
Oh yeah: more on the boat/puking story later.
Also, using the awe filled tone of an announcer at the Special Olympics, I could've done a better job of describing field day. Sue me. I'm lazy and I'm going outside to have a smoke.