Congratulations, Papa-Bear Style {Friday Photo}

Ahhh, this moment, this moment.  Inside I cried from the tenderness and laughed from the surprise all at the same time.  David shook all the kindergarten graduates' hands as they crossed the stage this week, but when his little boy came across, he held out his hand then instead swept Reid into a big bear hug high off the ground.

This father stays up until the very wee hours checking math homework, enthusiastically recites Henry V, Act IV, Scene iii (we few, we happy few, we band of brothers!) alongside his child at the dinner table, voluntarily pours over school budget details at his office desk, conjugates Latin derivatives, adeptly sorting out genitive, nominative, and dative cases, and takes great joy in surprise bear hugs to say congratulations.  Papa Bear hugs are in fact just a small outward sign of the steady stream of his fatherly love.  Thankful.

And the Medal Goes To...{Friday Photo}

We finally did it!  A real live birthday party for the most easygoing, cheerful kid in history, who also happens to be as sports-obsessed as his big brother, hence the theme.  Athletic endeavors, a dozen dodgeballs, water balloons, messy cake, root beer floats, lots of giggly kindergarten friends, and one happy six year old boy.  Life is good.

Final TD of the season (aka, how to extend Dad's coaching career) {Friday photos}

 

Reid gets the handoff...

 He cuts back... 

 Finds a hole and hits the gas...

 The red shirts fall in a wake of peewee devastation...

Touchdown! Touchdown! Touchdown!

All Eyes on Coach David {Friday Photo}

First ever flag football practice for Reid.
Two-hundred-and-first flag football practice for his patient papa.

Role Reversal {Friday Photo}

 

So this happened in the wee hours of the morning....

 

First tie ever. Lookin' good, little man. Now off to work!