Busy, busy weekend

It was a very busy weekend. On Saturday, we got up early and went to a trophy ceremony for a golf group that Daddy belongs to. It turns out that Daddy won the trophy---the "Coffee Cup" (in honor of the early morning times they play). It was great. I even kissed the trophy I was so happy.

Next, we went off to soccer where, annoyingly, we wore our white shirts again. You see, we have reversible white and green shirts for soccer. I much prefer the green, but our team, the Tigers, never seems to get to be green. In fact, last week I was so upset that we were white again that I protested enough that I changed teams.



After that, Daddy and I went on a hike in the Mount Diablo foothills. Here's a batch of photos from around there.

Sunday was almost as busy. I spent the afternoon working with Mommy on my star of the week poster. See, this week, I'm the STAR OF THE WEEK in Kindergarten. Pretty cool.

We also went out for sushi and saw the Amazing Race (my favorite show) tonight.

Bunker Shots

Yesterday, Daddy and I played golf in the backyard, and I discovered that I had a remarkable talent--I can effortlessly hit bunker shots. Now you may wonder how I learned this since we don't have bunkers (sand traps) in our yard. Well, we put in a bunch of new powdery dirt in our garden area. It is about the same consistency as bunker sand. I decided that it would be fun to hit some balls out of this spot. Using my baseball grip on the golf club, I easily blasted my way out of the bunker. Daddy set the ball to have some tougher lies including something called a "plug lie" where the ball is half buried in the sand. Again, no problem for me. I hit textbook blast shots out from the bunker. (For those who don't know, a blast shot is one where you hit a little bit behind the ball and use the force of the sand in part to propel the ball out of the bunker.)

What is amazing is that no one ever taught me how to hit this shot. Daddy has always been more concerned with my hitting normal shots than tough bunker shots. It just seems like something that comes naturally to me.

Goal!

I played soccer today and scored a goal. In this league, goals are tough to come by as there are a zillion kids vying for the ball. I got the ball near the goal mouth and kicked it through.

Gooooal!

I also did well as a goalie. I only let in one goal.

This Week in Sports

It was a sports filled weekend for me. On Saturday, I played tee ball. I'm getting really good at catching the ball and I'm a really fast runner. In fact, I'm almost too fast. My friend Christopher was on base in front of me, and I kept passing him as we rounded the bases towards home. I like to go into home with a big head first slide. I also like to root on my team, the Cheetahs. I started a chant:

Let's go Cheetahs. Clap, clap, clap-clap-clap

I couldn't get the other kids to go along though.

Daddy and I played a bunch more tee ball after the game. Interestingly, even though the game is called tee ball, we only hit balls out of the air rather than off a tee.

Sunday was golf day. We went to San Ramon Royal Vista (aka the "green golf ball") golf course for some practice. I hit a zillion range balls and even got a reward from daddy for hitting a ball about 50 yards into a bunker on the driving range. We also played "crazy golf" by choosing different random spots to putt from and trying to make putts. Finally, We did some chipping practice. We each had three balls and the person coming closest to the hole won. I managed to win two of the games! I still don't like to hit the normal way, but am getting more used to it. Hooray for golf.

Of course, we also engage in blocking drills almost every day. I'm getting very good at getting leverage low and keeping my feet moving forward to push the offensive line (Daddy) out of the way so I can get to the quarterback. I'm also improving in my "swim move" to get past the linemen. While I don't want to play football for real (too much chance of injury), I do like pretending.

Sox to World Series

As you know, my favorite team in the Oakland A's, but, since they were eliminated, I've decided to root for the Sox with Daddy. It was a great night last night as the Sox won and went to the World Series. Both of us were jumping up and down, high-fiving, and hugging one another at the Sox victory.

I even got out my Sox cap to help root them on. I like to do lots of cheers, so Daddy and I were hoarse from yelling

Let's go Sox. Let's go Sox!

at the TV. Mommy, of course, thinks this is all rather silly.

I also liked how the Sox got two trophies and how they poured champagne on one another. Celebrations are great. I'm really hoping they win the BIG trophy. Go Sox!

Scoreboards

I'm fascinated with scores. Whenever a sport is turned on TV, I check the scoreboard to see who is winning. I've been making scoreboards on my own as well. When the Yankees were playing the Red Sox recently, I created my own scoreboard to keep track. I wrote the score down in pencil, so I could change it when more runs were scored.

Yesterday, I was busy making scoreboards again. I had some "bump car" races between Mater and Lightning. For those who don't know, bump cars are toy cars that go when you bump them. The winner was the car that went the furthest. On my scoreboard, I drew pictures of Lightning and Mater and created a grid of boxes. Every time one of them won, I put in "x" in the grid below his picture. After many races, Lightning won the most, but it was pretty close.

I also made a scoreboard for the colors of marshmallow pieces in my cars cereal. This cereal is sort of like Lucky Charms, but instead of having hearts, clovers, and the like, it has cars in various colors. I carefully picked out all the marshmallow pieces and then created a grid on a piece of paper to score the match. I then counted the cars of different colors and filled in squares on the grid. Yellow had the most. In the end, my scoreboard looked sort of like a bar graph, which I also like.