Hey sports fans. Like always, just wanted to let you know we're alive. Barely, but you know. This poor blog is dying, I think. I should let it edie a peaceful death, but instead I will resurrect the poor thing every month or two and drag out its pitiful existence. So. Summer. It's a doozy. We've been busy, I think. I couldn't tell you for sure because my brain is a little fuzzy. We're all a little germy just now. Naturally, Spencer and Madeline are only moderately goopy and hacking, while Kimberly is taking the brunt of it. She's on her second round of antibiotics this month and fourth ear infection of the summer. Poor kid. Oh, and she likes to wake up all night because she's in pain. I've never understood how a sick mom is supposed to sleep off a bug when the kids are sick too. One of those mysteries of the universe.
But hey. The good news is, we've been having fun too, in between infections. We went to Logan a few times to attend a baby blessing and a sealing. Very special and awesome. And we canceled life for two weeks to watch the Olympics, because we are hard core. I should have been blogging my opinions on the Olympics every night, because I am the supreme expert on sporting events and you were all dying for my last word on the subject. Sorry to be sick and stuff. I can make it up to you right now, in Cami's awesome Olympic recap. In short:
Michael Phelps is amazing and ridiculous. Lochte I could do without. Seems like a poser to me. (is that still a word? Did I use it correctly?) Gymnastics rules drive me nuts. I don't understand their tiebreakers and randomness and nation quotas and stuff. Gabby Douglas is also on my cool list, and the world can shut up about her hair, because it looks better than mine does and I'm not doing flips and stuff. Usain Bolt is on my bad list. Ridiculously talented and fast and a legend, and yet incredibly, I think his opinion of himself is still overinflated. That's ego. Missy Franklin: Good. Old Bulgarian guy on still rings: awesome. Mikayla Maroney memes: overdone. Water polo: hard core. Chinese diving: absolutely a failure, because let's face it, seven golds in eight events is not enough. Pregnant shooters: way cool. Opening Ceremony: failure which could have been redeemed if the Queen had actually jumped from a plane, but alas. I don't watch team sports like basketball and soccer, because there are cooler things going on. Like archery and speed walking.
So, hope at gives you your fix. If we can quit growing bacteria in Kimberly's ears, we might get around to writing novels again, or running for president or something. In the meantime we have to get ready for fall and preschool and other Big things. Because that's all we do. Big important things.
