Seriously. Dude! That's so cool.
It was. Though also the parental mode for me was, "Shit! He's five feet off the ground (admittedly over double pads) hanging by his ankles!"
But it really was cool. Circus skills build so many positive values: trust your partner, trust your body, be strong, bounce back, overcome pain, have fun. Next week is either juggling or clowning.
Oh God I hate sinus infections. Health to you, Tep.
I want to go to Acrosports for summer camp!
I want to go to Acrosports for summer camp!
You can stay at my house. Bring Mal and the hubby. We'd
love
to host you.
Fuck yeah! A's beat the White Sox. That's 8 straight. They're one under .500.
Yay, Emmett! That camp sounds very cool. My older nephew loves his summer camp so much that he cannot be bribed to miss a day for anything, not even for his grandparents. The promise of candy and movies and toys and fun only get the response of, "But, we make rockets and ride horses!"
Circus skills build so many positive values: trust your partner, trust your body, be strong, bounce back, overcome pain, have fun. Next week is either juggling or clowning.
Wow. Way to go, Emmett, with the mad circus skillz!
I'm actually
very
jealous. Not that I could do anything like that at this stage in the game, God knows, but I wish that I'd had the chance to develop said trust in other people, my own body, yada yada yada when wee. I've got an awful lot of NOT trusting to overcome by this point. In drama exercises, the people who can just close their eyes and fall off the stage in the conviction that we'll catch them? Utterly boggle my mind. I
cannot
do that. I mean, even if I were thin enough for squishing them flat not to be a valid concern.
...and somehow I've turned this into mememe, which was not my intent.
Go Team Emmett!
Go Team Emmett!
Part of me wants to say it's not that big a deal. He's like those 14 y.o. gymnast or tennis prodigies who don't know doubt because they've never felt it. But that's not exactly right. He did get his nose broken this year and came back. It's weird to think he's only 8 (almost 9 as of September). That's still so young. But the really cool thing? Is seeing all the other 8-9-10 y.o. kids doing circus skills. How to say it...uhm, they can do so much when they're challenged. Their capacity is so much greater than you think it should be for that age.
Am sad that we are now Perkins-less for the weekend! Boo, Alaska! Boo!
Also, boo, nosebleeds! Boo!
Hec, should I get a fringe?
I bet you're asleep now, aren't you? Damn it. Hmm. I want my bob fixing so it's properly angled and
short
at the back (which is what I'd wanted in the first place, but as my Arabic doesn't stretch to haircut vocabulary, I was prepared to accept the straight bob I got last time I visited - I mean, it's less than a tenth of the cost of a UK haircut, so I'll deal - but this time I'm armed with PHOTOGRAPHS. Yes. Ha) but I'm not sure about getting a fringe.
I used to have a fringe (bangs? Do you call it bangs?) a decade ago or so, but not since. Hmm. It takes SUCH a long time to grow out.
Hmm.
I tend to think it would be a Bad Thing, but when you wake up I'd be grateful for your thoughts.