a very parenthetical entry

[likesthecoat]

Kai played football this weekend for the first time. He had the unfair advantage of being tiny and adorable, and so the opposing team let him get in several goals and wasn't too fussed about fouls and outs. (We'll worry more about rules when we put him on an actual team in a year or two.)

(Lorne made a lot of noises about baseball being a superior game, but I've been to a baseball game and I know the truth about that I exaggerate. He's just glad it's not rugby. He's familiar with the scars I have from it.

Baseball is still a very slow game. Verrrry slooooooow.)

(He also shouted "Gooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooalllllllllllll!!!" a lot, even when nobody made a goal, which confused Kai.)

(My husband is a dork.)

(Love you, baby.)

Comments

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

He does seem to understand it well.

Maybe we should visit the school and see if it seems like the place for him.

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

Yeah. It'd be a good place to start looking anyway.

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

We need to make friends with some other parents so we have people to ask about things like this.

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

Maybe we should go to the park.

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

And maybe some of those story times at the bookstore.

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

Yeah.

It shouldn't be hard to find other people with kids.

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

...are we going to make friends? Oh my. Hold me.

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

We are. With people. People who quite probably have normal lives.

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

Oh, God. Normal people.

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

It's okay, baby. We can do this.

For Kai.

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

For Kai.

[rockscientist.livejournal.com]

[ooc: And wrap?]

[morethanteaboy.livejournal.com]

[ooc: Yis.]