I'm so good...

I can do this in my sleep. (Maybe I should consider putting springs on his bed?!)

So long, old friend

So, yesterday we got rid of our old faithful car. She was the first car I ever paid for entirely from my own pocket, although my mom co-signed with me. We practically drove her into the ground (the car, not my mom, although I am sure some days she would beg to differ!)and she's been sitting behind our garage for around three years now. Well we got a notice from the city that our big van, which has been sitting out in FRONT of our house now for about five months, has to be moved or face being towed away. Since we think the big van can be repaired rather inexpensively and some day plan to do just that (I know, those of you that really know Big Stooge really well can let out a chuckle under your breath). Long story short we finally found some guys to come haul her away so now if we need to we can move the big van into her spot in the back.

Fun at the soccer park

Long Live Matthew Henson

The other day Larry's second grade class had living museum day. All the students had picked and researced a famous American, someone who had made a difference. They then had to read a biography and/or do research on this person, create a report, dress like the individual, and present to the class as this person.

Larry chose Matthew Henson, the first American to reach the North Pole. Henson was a remarkable person. He was orphaned by an early age and had little to no education. However, he became central to Robert Peary's expedition and exploration of the North Pole. As an African American, Henson was denied credit for being the first person to reach the pole as this honor was bestowed upon Peary. However, Henson reached the summit forty-five minutes prior to Peary.

Larry was outstanding in his portrayal of Henson and we/I are/am very proud of him and his efforts. We even borrowed the jacket from a friend of mine at work to complete his look. Congratulations, "Larry"!

March Snow

Seems like, whenever we get significant snow in Birmingham, it's always in March. Sure enough, Sunday, which was March 1, gave us several inches of beautiful, powdery snow. We got out and played in it for a little while about midday and by the afternoon it was mostly gone. Today there are still traces here and there and several big snowmen dotting around town. It's really strange to see a giant huge snowman on a grassy green lawn I must say. Maybe, if there's still one left tomorrow, I can get a photo.