Monday night we took Dylan to his first team sport practice. A friend invited Dylan to play basketball with him at the YMCA. We got there a few minutes late, but Dylan jumped right in and joined the kids running laps, practicing dribbling, passing and making baskets. He thought that it was all really great- the practice, the ball and wristband that he got for being part of the team. They play on 5 ft. baskets but Dylan spent about half his time trying to hit the higher baskets. Dylan is one of the taller and older kids there and I am hoping that will give him extra confidence.
Tuesday night was the preschool Christmas program. Dylan was a wiseman. The program was just about the cutest thing I have ever seen! Unfortunately it was really hard to take pictures, so this is all I have. They are selling a DVD- maybe I will be able to figure out how to put some of the program up on my blog.
Dylan made me these hearts as an anniversary gift. Sweet, huh? Ten years ago I was newly graduated from college, in love and ready to get married! Well, technically I was freaking out about getting married, which probably made Ken feel super good. Most of you know this story and the rest of you probably don't care, but it's my blog, so ppppthhhht! Ken lived across the street from me during our last year of college (but curiously, we were 24 and 25. Oh, how I love BYU). He and his room mate spent many evenings, and when I say evenings I really mean late at night, in my living room talking to my room mates, Laura and Cheryl (hi guys!). I would emerge from my basement lair, tell them to pipe down and then retreat for my beauty sleep and morning classes. Ken would hang out then go home, watch a movie, go jogging at 3 am and then sleep until noon. Somewhere in there I assume he also studied a bit but maybe not. He probably just showed up and dazzled his professors with his ...
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