Spring Football Practice!!

Rock and Connor understand that the offseason isn't a time to sit around sucking your binkie, it is a time to improve. You are either getting better, or you are getting worse. That is why the guys held their annual spring football game. It was a great chance to fine tune their 3-5-3 Buzz Tiger defense and work the kinks out of the Slip Slot Double Shot offensive set. What was the first thing they did? Visualize the plays. Visualization is key.

"Blue 32, blue 32, Heinz 51, Double Stuff'd Oreos...down set HUT!"

The guys finished the spring game by running some one-on-one drills, but I think Rock brought a little extra help to the drill.

"Yeah, I used a golf club in the tackling drill, what you wanna do about it?"

Rock was a little miffed that there was a sissy sport on TV. He thought it distracted from the pure savagedness that was the spring game.

"MMM...Graham Crackers..."

Rock and I woke up early the other day to finish a report for school. Rock doesn't like waking up early for homework, and he thinks the computer has it out for him in the morning.


Our little explorer is continuing to find new lands to explore in our house. His latest discovery was La Cueva de Sartenes. Why did he name it in spanish? Because all great explorers spoke spanish, it's kind of a rule.
While Rock was fulfulling his superhuman duties over the weekend he took a cheap blow from the door. It happened while he was trying to balance on one leg while he put his socks on. Never saw it coming.


I'm starting to suspect that Rock picks one toy each day and makes that toy the subject of his 'theme days'. Today it was his blue golf club, and he wouldn't let it go all day long. He even took it in the shower with him.


Here's a little video of a dance that Rock likes to do. Can you guess what he's doing?


Marissa brought her Wii with her, and Rock is getting dominant at Mario Kart.

Rock has picked up the desire to tell long and pointless stories. I don't know where he learned to do this. I think it may have started when he was going to take the bus over the Shelbyville with Mark Gallegos. Mark liked to tie an onion in his shirt, as was the style at the time. He preferred to use Walla Walla yellows, even though he'd never been to Walla Walla. I've been there once, and that was for a conference that Dad had to go to. While there I was given a Nerf football, but I lost it when I tried to throw it to KC and it went over the ledge...