August 27, 2004 - Olympics and Everett-
We haven't been getting much sleep lately. You see, mama is an Olympics fanatic. First, there's the obvious: track and field. Every hurdle race, relay and jumping event must be watched with the tightest attention to detail. Since they sprinkle coverage throughout the four-hour primetime, mama cannot be distracted from 8 p.m. to midnight. Gymnastics and the always-favorite women's mountain biking race are only slightly less necessary for life.
So, Everett doesn't go to sleep anywhere near bedtime unless Daddy or Uncle Matt puts him to bed. And he doesn't mind staying up until midnight and getting up at 9:30 a.m. You see, he's learning stuff.
First it was gymnastics. He's been working on his somersault for a while, and the Olympics prompted him to perfect it - plus a lovely "TAAA!" dismount with his arms up in the air and a huge smile.
Then, he actually figured out, on his own, how to get in the blocks for the start. He calls it "mark, gehset, go!" and asks to race with me by saying, "mama, marks gehset go? mama!" He's really quite good. And although his first few races were sadly slow out of the blocks, he's made huge strides in the past few days. You should see him, his start is the fastest at the playground. I've even taught him how to position his fingers - his first few starts he just put his palms down on the ground, now he's up on his fingertips.
And how does one put her son to bed when he's being so cute and sporty? When he's cheering for the 200 meter racers, jumping up and down, yelling "marks gehset go! more marks gehset go!" Your best best is to figure out a way to sleep in late the next morning.
