Fishk

It has been a bugger trying to post lately. Mostly it has to do with my motivation. It also has to do with Internet connection. There has been a fair bit of travelling, on my part, which usually leads to plentiful fodder for writing, but who wants to read about me? It is just that I have not been in the proper location, and proper frame of mind. The timing was off for writing.
Every year I go to the DAV Winter Sports Clinic, I think that the next year, I will bring the family. There is a lot of potential there. But there is also a danger there. The Clinic is set up for the newly injured veterans, not vets and families. Still, just because it is geared that way, does not mean that it cannot be worked. The kids would have fun there, it would just be a little more independent of me than some of our other vacations.
On my way home from the Clinic, my initial flight was cancelled due to weather. I was able to get to Denver by 11am or so, and somehow there were no other flights available for another FOUR days! The closest I could get was standby on the flight at 9:40 pm(apparently). And just to add a little spice to my life, that flight was delayed until 1130pm. I am now familiar with the Denver airport even more than I have ever been. There was plenty of time there to write, just not the resources.
The kids now have bicycles. For now, they are too small for the bicycle, so we have left the training wheels on. This allows them to learn the ins and outs of coaster brakes and pedaling without having to deal with balance. They are chomping at the bit to get the annoying training wheels off, it is just that they have such a long way to fall presently. Watching them fall is like watching a tree get cut down.
The kids have started soccer. I think they called it soccer school. and it was only one practice, and one meeting to see what team they were on. Bottom line: the kids have a long way to go. They have a lot to learn: Not the star in this movie, mistakes are OK, the rules of the game, how to interact with peers, etc. I'm glad we and the other parents on the sidelines can chuckle with each other over our little one's juvenile behavior. We are not the parents that are belittling other parents for their child's lack of sport knowledge. At least not yet. So far, we can find a source of camaraderie in our little ones' naivety.