You might been wondering why we haven't posted in a while. Well, I'll tell you. Wait, no I wont. It's a secret. An itty bitty hint here for you though: This is Jare. Libby is out if state! Please no guessing! Please? Especially You. Yes, YOU! (You know who you are)
Here is a Tim Hawkins video:
The Government Can
What do you think? I laughed REALLY HARD! This is great- and so true!
Off to Football!
-Jare
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Wednesday, August 26, 2009
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
Playgrounds
What do you imagine when you hear that?
Warm sunshine?
Colorful slides?
Chain-linked swings?
Children yelling, “I gotta go Pott-y!”
Whatever you reflect on, you must remember the pure delight and pleasure you had when you were little.
I always loved the park and its playgrounds, the swings, slides, monkey bars, and that pole that you could slide down-Now that was my favorite.
About a week ago, during one of Jare’s baseball games, for the first time we brought ALL of the little ones. Yep, a 7 year old, 5 year-old, 3 year-old, and a 2 month old baby.
I can say that I only got to watch parts of the game.
Good thing though, there was a playground, *Yay* so my older sister and I took turns watching and playing with the kids.
It was very entertaining (for the kids and me); I went on the slide and in the tunnel.
Then I saw it.
That long, straight pole.
And I thought to myself, “ Man, I love those things.”
So as I watch all the other little kids sliding down it, and having a grad time, I get the idea that if I slide on it, I would have as much fun as them.
And maybe I would have, IF I were less than 5 feet tall!
So stupid little me climbed up to the 4 feet to the little landing, grabbed hold of the pole that had so many blissful childhood memories…and jumped.
And I hit the ground.
Now you may think, “Come on that’s not bad.” Well it sorta was, see I jumped with my legs straight (as I did when I was a 4 foot tall child), and I hit the ground, and that made my knee jam into that fun, metal pole.
Ow
“Well, you just did it wrong” I told myself.
So I climb back up, and slide down.
Ow
Lets just say I’m not always too smart.
So I have retried to swings. That is until I go to a firehouse and slide down their BIG pole.
But I’m not the only one who has pleasurable/horror stories about playgrounds; this guy also has something to say.
-Lib
PS
Make sure to push pause on the playlist so you can hear the video.
Warm sunshine?
Colorful slides?
Chain-linked swings?
Children yelling, “I gotta go Pott-y!”
Whatever you reflect on, you must remember the pure delight and pleasure you had when you were little.
I always loved the park and its playgrounds, the swings, slides, monkey bars, and that pole that you could slide down-Now that was my favorite.
About a week ago, during one of Jare’s baseball games, for the first time we brought ALL of the little ones. Yep, a 7 year old, 5 year-old, 3 year-old, and a 2 month old baby.
I can say that I only got to watch parts of the game.
Good thing though, there was a playground, *Yay* so my older sister and I took turns watching and playing with the kids.
It was very entertaining (for the kids and me); I went on the slide and in the tunnel.
Then I saw it.
That long, straight pole.
And I thought to myself, “ Man, I love those things.”
So as I watch all the other little kids sliding down it, and having a grad time, I get the idea that if I slide on it, I would have as much fun as them.
And maybe I would have, IF I were less than 5 feet tall!
So stupid little me climbed up to the 4 feet to the little landing, grabbed hold of the pole that had so many blissful childhood memories…and jumped.
And I hit the ground.
Now you may think, “Come on that’s not bad.” Well it sorta was, see I jumped with my legs straight (as I did when I was a 4 foot tall child), and I hit the ground, and that made my knee jam into that fun, metal pole.
Ow
“Well, you just did it wrong” I told myself.
So I climb back up, and slide down.
Ow
Lets just say I’m not always too smart.
So I have retried to swings. That is until I go to a firehouse and slide down their BIG pole.
But I’m not the only one who has pleasurable/horror stories about playgrounds; this guy also has something to say.
-Lib
PS
Make sure to push pause on the playlist so you can hear the video.
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