The Runner is now The Triathlete. She came home from her triathlon event as happy as she could be, and she'll be anxious to do it again when the time comes.
Little Red had his first soccer game of the season on Saturday at noon. He was, predictably, a little unfocused. It was hot, and lunchtime. But he is strong and energetic, and he has a good time talking to the others out on the field. He also doesn't have an aggressive bone in his body.
Since this past week was Soybean Festival week, our days and nights were especially busy. The boys have gotten to the point where they could easily spend $100 on rides and food every night, but have not yet gotten to the point where they understand why we won't allow them to spend $100 on rides and food.
We are getting the impression, as the school year settles into its regular schedule, that Number One Son has a bit of a dud for a teacher. It is a challenge to figure out what's required of him. We are trying to be constructive right now, but I'm close to going into papa bear mode.
Every couple of months, it's a new challenge! Adulthood doesn't let up . . . not if you're doing it correctly, that is.
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