Dear Family and Friends:
Football and soccer season are in full swing. I’m not sure why, but I am coaching Scottie’s flag football team again. I must be a glutton for punishment. This year I did a bit of recruiting to get certain kids on my team and we had 8 practices before our first game. But none of that has mattered thus far – we are still 0-3. It’s a good thing I don’t get paid to do this – I’d probably be fired by now.
Josh’s soccer team was undefeated last fall. He’s playing with the same team this fall. Their season started off well, but they finally lost a game. Josh is pretty bitter and didn’t say a word pretty much the rest of the day. I don’t think he’s ever tasted defeat in soccer before. He’s a proud man – like his dad.
Zach is playing soccer for the first time. He is super excited and tries his best all game long. In his first two games he came exceedingly close to scoring a goal, but to no avail. Then, in his third game, he finally knocked one in. I’ve never seen such a celebration. Then he scored two more, just for good measure, and he’s been walking on air ever since.
Meanwhile, Anna is doing dance. (Did that sound enthusiastic?) She has a practice once a week, but unlike sports where there is a game every weekend, they only have one recital at the end of the season. (I’m not sure if “season” is the right word for dance). She doesn’t understand why her brothers get all of the fun while she’s stuck sitting in the hot sun watching game after boring game every Saturday.
Sam doesn’t mind all of the games, so long as we bring him lots to drink and eat. Speaking of whom, we finally cut Sam’s hair. It’s official – he is a boy.
Last year for fall break we took a family trip to San Diego . This year we didn’t take any trips. Instead, Josh had oral surgery on Monday. He has a tooth that will not drop into place so they had to put a chain on it to pull it down. He had to go completely under. To help him go under they put laughing gas on his nose. He had a nice, relaxed smile on his face for a while and said at one point: “I tooted.” Meaning, he farted. Then he started laughing hysterically. Overall the surgery was a success.
Scottie went to a day camp during fall break. You’re probably thinking he did football or soccer or, at the very least, baseball. But he didn’t – it was a musical theater camp. Other than the price, Jill and I were excited he was doing it. Apparently lots of other parents thought it was expensive, too, because only 8 kids between K-6 ended up taking it (and it was advertised to several elementary schools). Scottie was one of only two boys, the other being a second grader who cried the entire first day because he was hungry. At the end of the week they put on a little performance with some singing and dancing. Scottie has made us make a solemn vow that we would not bring our other children to the performance or show our video recording of it to anyone. But I don’t know why – he did great and seemed to really enjoy it. Up next – Fiddler on the Roof. Seems like Scottie is following his Utah cousins’ footsteps.
Flu season is nearly here, which means it is time for flu shots. It’s not that big of a deal to all of our kids, including Sam, except for Zach. He is definitely our most aggressive child as far as anything goes, except shots. He’s paranoid and will often put on a sound and light show before he gets poked that would rival an Oscar nomination. We are thinking about putting him in Scottie’s musical theater camp next year.
Report cards for first term are out and Jill and I met with all of the kids’ teachers. Last time we received report cards, I started to write a Brown Family letter that did a report card on the kids’ teachers. I’m not going to attempt that again, since Jill will just erase all of my hard work, but it’s not necessary – the teachers basically said that our kids are the greatest they have ever had. That’s how your get an “A” as a teacher.
Love,
The Browns
Football and soccer season are in full swing. I’m not sure why, but I am coaching Scottie’s flag football team again. I must be a glutton for punishment. This year I did a bit of recruiting to get certain kids on my team and we had 8 practices before our first game. But none of that has mattered thus far – we are still 0-3. It’s a good thing I don’t get paid to do this – I’d probably be fired by now.
Josh’s soccer team was undefeated last fall. He’s playing with the same team this fall. Their season started off well, but they finally lost a game. Josh is pretty bitter and didn’t say a word pretty much the rest of the day. I don’t think he’s ever tasted defeat in soccer before. He’s a proud man – like his dad.
Zach is playing soccer for the first time. He is super excited and tries his best all game long. In his first two games he came exceedingly close to scoring a goal, but to no avail. Then, in his third game, he finally knocked one in. I’ve never seen such a celebration. Then he scored two more, just for good measure, and he’s been walking on air ever since.
Meanwhile, Anna is doing dance. (Did that sound enthusiastic?) She has a practice once a week, but unlike sports where there is a game every weekend, they only have one recital at the end of the season. (I’m not sure if “season” is the right word for dance). She doesn’t understand why her brothers get all of the fun while she’s stuck sitting in the hot sun watching game after boring game every Saturday.
Sam doesn’t mind all of the games, so long as we bring him lots to drink and eat. Speaking of whom, we finally cut Sam’s hair. It’s official – he is a boy.
Last year for fall break we took a family trip to San Diego . This year we didn’t take any trips. Instead, Josh had oral surgery on Monday. He has a tooth that will not drop into place so they had to put a chain on it to pull it down. He had to go completely under. To help him go under they put laughing gas on his nose. He had a nice, relaxed smile on his face for a while and said at one point: “I tooted.” Meaning, he farted. Then he started laughing hysterically. Overall the surgery was a success.Scottie went to a day camp during fall break. You’re probably thinking he did football or soccer or, at the very least, baseball. But he didn’t – it was a musical theater camp. Other than the price, Jill and I were excited he was doing it. Apparently lots of other parents thought it was expensive, too, because only 8 kids between K-6 ended up taking it (and it was advertised to several elementary schools). Scottie was one of only two boys, the other being a second grader who cried the entire first day because he was hungry. At the end of the week they put on a little performance with some singing and dancing. Scottie has made us make a solemn vow that we would not bring our other children to the performance or show our video recording of it to anyone. But I don’t know why – he did great and seemed to really enjoy it. Up next – Fiddler on the Roof. Seems like Scottie is following his Utah cousins’ footsteps.
Flu season is nearly here, which means it is time for flu shots. It’s not that big of a deal to all of our kids, including Sam, except for Zach. He is definitely our most aggressive child as far as anything goes, except shots. He’s paranoid and will often put on a sound and light show before he gets poked that would rival an Oscar nomination. We are thinking about putting him in Scottie’s musical theater camp next year.
Report cards for first term are out and Jill and I met with all of the kids’ teachers. Last time we received report cards, I started to write a Brown Family letter that did a report card on the kids’ teachers. I’m not going to attempt that again, since Jill will just erase all of my hard work, but it’s not necessary – the teachers basically said that our kids are the greatest they have ever had. That’s how your get an “A” as a teacher.
Love,
The Browns
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Poor Josh!
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