"Awesome" Season

Supporting the theory that Lucas lives out of the box, consider this:

When we got our first correspondence from Lucas' t-ball coach, it included basic information, upcoming events, and a request for info about skill level, which side the boy throws & hits from, etc. Pretty self explanatory stuff. One of the crucial tidbits included on the list was, "What name does your son want monogrammed onto his hat?" After excitedly typing out all of my responses, I started to second guess one of my answers and decided to ask the "baller" himself. This is how it went down:

Me: "Hey Luc, what name do you want on your ball cap?"

Luc: "Whaaaaat?"

Me: "Your BASEball cap!? What name do you want on it?"

Luc: "Oh. Just 'Awesome'".

Me: "Seriously. What name do you want on your cap? Luc? Lucas? What do you want?"

Luc: "I told you, I want it to say 'Awesome'"

In the end, I just laughed the conversation off as a silly six-year-old moment, kept the response email in my "drafts" folder, and decided to let some time pass so that he could think it over and decide what he really wanted on his hat. A few hours later, we revisited the topic and this is what he chose...



Apparently it wasn't just a fleeting fancy, but a literal label of his self worth and confidence. He never waivered in his decision, or seriously considered other options. :) While all of the other kids had their first names proudly displayed on their ball caps....Lucas had a label, an attitude, a description, an EXPECTATION.

Richard contributed by being the Dugout Coach for the team. The dugout coach in t-ball is the the coaching equivalent of throwing 12 golf balls into a tile shower and attempting to maintain order and decorum. NOT EASY, but extremely amusing to those of us who were not doing the job.




The A's finished the season by ranking 2nd in the T-Ball American League Championships! WAY TO GO A's!!!

Side Note: Props to this kids' parents for raising a confident, well adjusted individual!

(Why, thank you!)


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Golf Hall of Fame Nominee

Today something amazing happened...Conner made the Oak Ridge High School Golf Team!! GO WAR EAGLES!!

I think Conner got his first set of Fisher Price golf clubs for his 1st birthday, and has loved to hit the little white ball ever since. When Richard started getting actual golf clubs cut down and resized to fit him, Conner's favorite club was his "whacker" (a driver/wood). Our first house had an enormous yard, and one of the things that he loved to do was to get his whacker and chase a ball around the yard. He would walk up to the ball and hit it. Run over to where it landed, square up, and hit it again. Hop around, make silly noises while finding where the ball had landed, square up and then hit it again.

Over time he has played countless rounds of golf, and I don't even know how many buckets of balls he has hit at the driving range. A lot of other kids play golf, love the sport, and have their own aspirations of being the next Tiger Woods. But what makes this so special for me, is that this is something that Conner has always loved, and it's something that he and his dad have enjoyed doing together. Regardless of future successes or failures, Conner hit a hole-in-one today!

Congrats on making the team, son! Now, it's time for your daddy to pony up on the promise of getting you a new set of clubs. cha-ching!

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Unloading the dishwasher should be easy, right?

This afternoon I asked Lucas to clean out the dishwasher, which seems like it would be an easy enough task, right? Not so fast! At the same time Luc was unloading, I was in "busy mode" - working on dinner, playing on the computer, signing homework folders, etc. When I finally glanced up to check on his progress, boy was I surprised! He had stacks of plates, glasses stacked by size and color, baking dishes, the whole nine yards on the counters and still not put in the cabinets. Not only were the dishes still out on display, but apparently he had decided that it's necessary to take the bottom rack of the dishwasher completely out of the unit, in order to properly unload the top rack. ....WHAT?!?

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Dear Lucas,

Please take a bow, young man. Seeing my kitchen methodically torn apart and cleaned at the same time was AMAZING! Your approach to unloading the dishwasher has been an enlightening experience. It also makes me wonder if, one day, I will send you to scrub bathrooms only to find that you have removed the toilet lids and disassembled the faucet hardware.

Signed,

Your Loving Mother


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