Yes...thanks a lot, Tep. I've been sensitive about my big teeth for years, as stupid a sentence as that is to type, but Mom has them and Dad used to tell Mom she had teeth like a horse, so, hang-up, so I appreciated your thoughts on my smile. They are quite healthy in their largeness anyway...I've hardly had work done(knocks wood) My dad is the anti-Hec in many ways. He notices the little stuff too, but mostly to put you off-balance. I probably could stand to have it corrected by orthodontic standards, but if I had that kind of money, I bet I'd get prettier, anyway. Nice to know it looks better to other people anyway.(Note to self: You're not sixteen. Drop that neurosis would you?!)

So Emmett's doing Acrosports as his summer camp (for the first half of the summer anyway). And on Friday afternoon they do a performance to show off all the stuff they learned that week. Emmett was doing aerial this week, which means Aiyeeee! He was hanging from a trapeze by his feet five feet off the ground.

Okay, admittedly he does stuff like that on the jungle gym, but he was doing performancey stuff up there, working with his friend Max. At one point, Max was hanging upside down from the trapeze and Emmett was hanging from Max's hands, doing somersaults through his arms.

Very impressive, circus boy! Now I know how he got the blister on his foot that was bugging him at baseball practice yesterday.

At one point, Max was hanging upside down from the trapeze and Emmett was hanging from Max's hands, doing somersaults through his arms.

Fun!

I'm resisting the urge to make a Flying Graysons comment....

You know, even apart from this whole 4th of July thing, I am beginning to think it might be summer. I drove home with the top down, and managed to get a little red from the sun on the way home.

Wow... Go Emmett. I'm afraid of heights a little...just an outgrowth of my wannabe AFR status, though. The AFR are Wheelchair Assassins, nothing stops them but hills.

I'm resisting the urge to make a Flying Graysons comment....

It was totally a Flying Graysons moment. Except for the part that Dick could probably do a triple when he was 8.

It was totally a Flying Graysons moment. Except for the part that Dick could probably do a triple when he was 8.

But could he also pitch like a champ? I think not.

But could he also pitch like a champ? I think not.

Dick Grayson? Who can throw a batarang thirty yards and hit a target roughly an inch in diameter?

Still. I was definitely flashing on the Bat mythos.

Would smuggling part of a baby be better?

Hmmmm....ok, probably not. It would either be gross, illegal, or not terribly effective (the latter if half the baby were smuggled under there, and half were just sorta...sticking out unsmuggled).

I just picked up a month's worth of all of my prescriptions before my insurance runs out. Apparently, I got a gift with purchase -someone else's prescription on TOP of all of mine. So exciting.