I, Jessica Daniels has recently read my dad's blog entry and I think that I need to clarify a few things!! As my dad stated earlier I made a pretty awesome snowman which I have given the name snow white!! Now the neighbors decided to make a few snow creatures AFTER I made mine. THEY TOTALLY COPIED MY IDEA: SNOWMAN WITH HAIR!! So, just to clarify, my snowman is THE best. Also my dad's "scoreboard" is completely wrong and I beg to differ!! This is the real score:
Jacob-20 ( left early)
Stephanie (came in late)- 8
Neighbor kids- 6
Dad- 30
Me- 21
SINCE WE PLAYED KIDS VS. ADULTS THE ACTUAL SCORE WAS:
Kids: 50
Dad: 40 (He got points deducted for pelting snowballs to hard)
SO tenchnically we dominated!!! BTW I LOVE SNOW IN AUSTIN!!!!!!
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
I'm Mr. Snow-Miser...
Everyone went to bed on Tuesday night with the anticipation of snow... and with the possibility of snow there was the possibility of - NO SCHOOL.
Unfortunately, the day started drearily enough, only RAIN (with me dropping the kids off at school) which of course meant school was IN (DRAT!)
With the kids dropped off, I headed off to work. That's when the snow flurries hit and I remembered the two bald tires I had on the back of the Honda. At about the 12-minute mark in my commute the car fishtailed... I corrected to avoid the guardrail... corrected again to get back in my line (whew, no cross traffic), corrected again to avoid that DANG GUARDRAIL again, and then a minor correction to get back in my lane... near death experience, CHECK. Coffee, still warm. I didn't even charge the poor guy in the pick-up truck behind me for the NASCAR show.
At about 1PM the kids were sent home from school and the offiical snow day festivities began-
And Stephanie too-
I didn't get any shots of Jessica, but we did take pictures of her snowmen-
And the neighbors snowmen-
Most of the snow in our yard disappeared in the MASSIVE SNOW BALL FIGHT! In case your curious, the score finished something like-
. Jessica: 14
. Jacob: 12
. Stephanie: 2
. Neighborhood kids: 7
. Me: 1.45Million
We love snow in AUSTIN, TX
Unfortunately, the day started drearily enough, only RAIN (with me dropping the kids off at school) which of course meant school was IN (DRAT!)
What's that white stuff on the ground at school?
But, as you can see, the possibility of snow (and at least partial snow day precipitated in the minds and hearts of every child this fateful day)
At about 1PM the kids were sent home from school and the offiical snow day festivities began-
And Stephanie too-
I didn't get any shots of Jessica, but we did take pictures of her snowmen-
And the neighbors snowmen-
Most of the snow in our yard disappeared in the MASSIVE SNOW BALL FIGHT! In case your curious, the score finished something like-
. Jessica: 14
. Jacob: 12
. Stephanie: 2
. Neighborhood kids: 7
. Me: 1.45Million
We love snow in AUSTIN, TX
Monday, February 22, 2010
Family Update...
As I know that each of you woke up this morning wondering... "What's the Daniels Family been up to lately - really?" I've decided to focus on answering that very question, and I know you don't want just some snapshots of us doing something stupid with a confused expression on our face, you want DETAILS.
Let's work chronologically which is a compound word, meaning simply that it is a word comprised of two complete words. The first word "chrono" originates from the latin-chronos, which is the root for the word chronosome. If you have even an elementary understanding of biology you understand "chrono" means - gender. The second word (in our compound word chronological) is from the Hebrew- 'logical.' Webster defines logical as, "according to or agreeing with the principles of logic." It doesn't take a Jewish scholar to figure out that if we're going in "chronological order" we're going to start with the "logical gender..."
Jacob is doing well. Football is winding down, our last and final game(s) is this weekend. Jacob started the season at running back, but has recently moved to quarterback. For you ladies out there, a quarterback is 4-times better than a Fullback. Additionally, I should inform each of you, all seven of our readership, that just yesterday (Sunday, Feb 21st) Jacob's football teams scored their first touchdown of the season. To recap the score, Jacob took a quarterback sneak right up the middle... breaking twenty-seven tackles and out-running about 87 world class sprinters to the end zone for a 54-yard touchdown run. He had another touchdown run, sneaking the ball around the right side of the defense from about 40-yards out, but the wide receiver committed a clip at the goal line to have the play called back. Yeah, we benched that receiver.
Jessica, she would be our oldest daughter (for details, pictures, etc. please take a more detailed look at the BLOG). Just the other day, Jessica went to RENWEB (Summit's on-line school thingie) and checked her grades. She was quite disappointed about an "A-" in some class nobody cares about (like Social Studies or World History... ). I would also like to proudly report that Jessica STARTED for the Summit Christian Academy Eagle-girls (Eaglettes?) Junior High Basketball team. She's finally started to listen to me about basketball-
1. Treat everyone on the court like they are playing with your ball and you want it back - NOW!
2. Treat everyone on the court like they are your 9-year old brother.
Can you say, "domination?"
Stephanie is still our youngest... yeah, I know, we're still disappointed about that - and yes, I've told her that to her face. Soccer season will be starting up any day now. There's talk of practice and team rosters with "new" girls floating around the locker room. At dinner, Stephanie reported that she's just finished her math table up to the digit 9. Apparently, that leads the pack - the "pack" being her class of 3rd graders. Although I'm sad to say that after further examination and cross-examination we've learned that some others in her class have managed to "tie" her at the digit 9 on math tables. We only spanked her once and limited her dinner to the vegetables nobody else would eat and a stick of butter. Last I saw, she was in her room madly multiplying tens.
Speaking of butter, Jessica would like everyone to believe that margarine is only, "... one cell away from being a plastic..." After all, one of her classmates read it on the internet.
Dad, which would be me, is keeping up nicely with the BLOG, although we haven't received a single donation to keep the thing going. The weather improved dramatically on Sunday, so Jessica and I were able to spend five or six hours hitting the volleyball at each other. I promised her a dollar if she could hit the ball at my face hard enough and break my nose. Thus far she has failed... which is another one of those good news/bad news things. I've also challenged Jacob to a recreation of the San Diego Chargers regular season on Madden 2010. Basically Jacob is playing the Chargers while I play every single opponent the Chargers faced last year. Through three games, Dad is 2-1. I lost an hour or so ago as Jacob managed a late score (with 8-seconds left) on a 4-yard run by Darren Sprolles to win 42-41. Yeah, I know what you're thinking, "why didn't you go for two on that last score with only 1:31 left in the game?" What can I say, he's my son.
After those heart-warming stories of me, Jessica and Jacob I'm sure your anxious to hear of games and fun between Stephanie and I. To which I say, didn't you read the part about her being TIED with some other pretty average kids at school on her Math Facts?
My wife Barbara is doing very well. She's survived "end of year," which for an accountant is supposed to mean something significant. I don't know if you got the memo... I'm not an accountant. She did show me the new shoes she bought for Jacob, and, in the process, showed me the "cute" new shoes she got as well. She also received an amazing Valentine's gift from... seriously, do I have to tell you who got her the gift? Really? For Valentine's I gave my wife an incredibly romantic Disney Christmas ornament from Disneyland. I had it hand-carried all the way from the Magic Kingdom (actually it was Epcot) in Orlando to get here in Austin the day before Valentine's. She might tell you some story of how she had a similar ornament in her possession before the Christmas holidays and that said ornament may have disappeared when the tree toppled over... (stinking dogs!), but I'm writing THE BLOG BABY!
To close, Eric's Valentine's gift to Barbara was officially, "The Most Romantic Gift Ever."
Let's work chronologically which is a compound word, meaning simply that it is a word comprised of two complete words. The first word "chrono" originates from the latin-chronos, which is the root for the word chronosome. If you have even an elementary understanding of biology you understand "chrono" means - gender. The second word (in our compound word chronological) is from the Hebrew- 'logical.' Webster defines logical as, "according to or agreeing with the principles of logic." It doesn't take a Jewish scholar to figure out that if we're going in "chronological order" we're going to start with the "logical gender..."
Jacob is doing well. Football is winding down, our last and final game(s) is this weekend. Jacob started the season at running back, but has recently moved to quarterback. For you ladies out there, a quarterback is 4-times better than a Fullback. Additionally, I should inform each of you, all seven of our readership, that just yesterday (Sunday, Feb 21st) Jacob's football teams scored their first touchdown of the season. To recap the score, Jacob took a quarterback sneak right up the middle... breaking twenty-seven tackles and out-running about 87 world class sprinters to the end zone for a 54-yard touchdown run. He had another touchdown run, sneaking the ball around the right side of the defense from about 40-yards out, but the wide receiver committed a clip at the goal line to have the play called back. Yeah, we benched that receiver.
Jessica, she would be our oldest daughter (for details, pictures, etc. please take a more detailed look at the BLOG). Just the other day, Jessica went to RENWEB (Summit's on-line school thingie) and checked her grades. She was quite disappointed about an "A-" in some class nobody cares about (like Social Studies or World History... ). I would also like to proudly report that Jessica STARTED for the Summit Christian Academy Eagle-girls (Eaglettes?) Junior High Basketball team. She's finally started to listen to me about basketball-
1. Treat everyone on the court like they are playing with your ball and you want it back - NOW!
2. Treat everyone on the court like they are your 9-year old brother.
Can you say, "domination?"
Stephanie is still our youngest... yeah, I know, we're still disappointed about that - and yes, I've told her that to her face. Soccer season will be starting up any day now. There's talk of practice and team rosters with "new" girls floating around the locker room. At dinner, Stephanie reported that she's just finished her math table up to the digit 9. Apparently, that leads the pack - the "pack" being her class of 3rd graders. Although I'm sad to say that after further examination and cross-examination we've learned that some others in her class have managed to "tie" her at the digit 9 on math tables. We only spanked her once and limited her dinner to the vegetables nobody else would eat and a stick of butter. Last I saw, she was in her room madly multiplying tens.
Speaking of butter, Jessica would like everyone to believe that margarine is only, "... one cell away from being a plastic..." After all, one of her classmates read it on the internet.
Dad, which would be me, is keeping up nicely with the BLOG, although we haven't received a single donation to keep the thing going. The weather improved dramatically on Sunday, so Jessica and I were able to spend five or six hours hitting the volleyball at each other. I promised her a dollar if she could hit the ball at my face hard enough and break my nose. Thus far she has failed... which is another one of those good news/bad news things. I've also challenged Jacob to a recreation of the San Diego Chargers regular season on Madden 2010. Basically Jacob is playing the Chargers while I play every single opponent the Chargers faced last year. Through three games, Dad is 2-1. I lost an hour or so ago as Jacob managed a late score (with 8-seconds left) on a 4-yard run by Darren Sprolles to win 42-41. Yeah, I know what you're thinking, "why didn't you go for two on that last score with only 1:31 left in the game?" What can I say, he's my son.
After those heart-warming stories of me, Jessica and Jacob I'm sure your anxious to hear of games and fun between Stephanie and I. To which I say, didn't you read the part about her being TIED with some other pretty average kids at school on her Math Facts?
My wife Barbara is doing very well. She's survived "end of year," which for an accountant is supposed to mean something significant. I don't know if you got the memo... I'm not an accountant. She did show me the new shoes she bought for Jacob, and, in the process, showed me the "cute" new shoes she got as well. She also received an amazing Valentine's gift from... seriously, do I have to tell you who got her the gift? Really? For Valentine's I gave my wife an incredibly romantic Disney Christmas ornament from Disneyland. I had it hand-carried all the way from the Magic Kingdom (actually it was Epcot) in Orlando to get here in Austin the day before Valentine's. She might tell you some story of how she had a similar ornament in her possession before the Christmas holidays and that said ornament may have disappeared when the tree toppled over... (stinking dogs!), but I'm writing THE BLOG BABY!
To close, Eric's Valentine's gift to Barbara was officially, "The Most Romantic Gift Ever."
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
The Secret Life of Boys
For many of you... those who are of the female persuasion, or those who are "elderly" and don't have kids, or "adolescent" and don't have kids or... those who just don't pay much attention to the boys around them, I have some insight to share with you on, "The Secret Life of Boys"
Recently (as posted on this BLOG) I have started to help with Jacob's football practice. With about a dozen boys (aged between 7 - 10 years old) running around in protective equipment, I get a keen (and rarely ever revealed) insight into the budding, testosterized mind of BOYS. Our first EXPOSE' on, "The Secret Life of Boys," will focus on the - back seat.
First off, I must remind you that this is a FAMILY BLOG. So when I say back seat, what I really mean is broad daylight, two boys decked out in football gear with little in the form of entertainment. There's little entertainment because my wife drives the new Saturn Outlook (with the DVD player) while I drive the older (but WAY BETTER) Honda Accord V6 w/sunroof (no DVD player)... what do I care about the entertainment available to those back-seaters, I'm up front - DRIVING.
As even the most casual observer will notice, whenever two or more boys are gathered into a relatively tight space, touching will occur - quickly. In a matter of minutes (sometimes seconds) touching will escalate to hitting, grapling and wrestling. If you are of the female persuasion, just face it - you won't understand, but trust me, boys will touch and then fight. Note to parents - forks should not be kept in the backseat. Heed that warning because fighting between boys will NEVER be limited to just hands and knuckles. If there's an object which can even remotely serve to: (1) extend the striking reach (2) increase the striking velocity (3) leave a cool looking mark on the skin of the "target" or (4) makes a cool sound when it strikes flesh, rest assured, BOYS will use to strike their freinds, or even acquientances.
I now submit to you, "the outsider" Plaintiff's Exhibit A & B:
Picutred above, in Plaintiff's Exhibit A: Jake (left) and Jack (right)
Pictured below, in Plaintiff's Exhibit B: Jake (left) and Jack (right, obscured)
I know what you're thinking... and yes, now would be a good time to recall my earlier post on the new shapes, sizes and colors of the "cup." If you are of the female persuasion... OK guys, because the ladies have now stopped reading, I know the question your asking. Refering to the earlier "rules" of BOYS and what kind of object they'll use to hit someone else... you're asking yourself, "I wonder what that sounds like?"
Recently (as posted on this BLOG) I have started to help with Jacob's football practice. With about a dozen boys (aged between 7 - 10 years old) running around in protective equipment, I get a keen (and rarely ever revealed) insight into the budding, testosterized mind of BOYS. Our first EXPOSE' on, "The Secret Life of Boys," will focus on the - back seat.
First off, I must remind you that this is a FAMILY BLOG. So when I say back seat, what I really mean is broad daylight, two boys decked out in football gear with little in the form of entertainment. There's little entertainment because my wife drives the new Saturn Outlook (with the DVD player) while I drive the older (but WAY BETTER) Honda Accord V6 w/sunroof (no DVD player)... what do I care about the entertainment available to those back-seaters, I'm up front - DRIVING.
As even the most casual observer will notice, whenever two or more boys are gathered into a relatively tight space, touching will occur - quickly. In a matter of minutes (sometimes seconds) touching will escalate to hitting, grapling and wrestling. If you are of the female persuasion, just face it - you won't understand, but trust me, boys will touch and then fight. Note to parents - forks should not be kept in the backseat. Heed that warning because fighting between boys will NEVER be limited to just hands and knuckles. If there's an object which can even remotely serve to: (1) extend the striking reach (2) increase the striking velocity (3) leave a cool looking mark on the skin of the "target" or (4) makes a cool sound when it strikes flesh, rest assured, BOYS will use to strike their freinds, or even acquientances.
I now submit to you, "the outsider" Plaintiff's Exhibit A & B:
Picutred above, in Plaintiff's Exhibit A: Jake (left) and Jack (right)
Pictured below, in Plaintiff's Exhibit B: Jake (left) and Jack (right, obscured)
Monday, February 8, 2010
Sunday, February 7, 2010
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
Football - Tackling the game in 4th Grade
It's been mentioned on this BLOG that Jacob has begun playing TACKLE FOOTBALL. Long gone are the days (at least until next season when he signs-up) when Jacob would just have to throw-on a jersey, some cleats and a couple of flags. Now, he has to get ready. We're talking all the accoutraments - shoulder pads, helmet (with the hard chinstrap), thigh pads, etc. Although one could argue that the biggest change to the household routine of supporting a kid playing football (tackle vs. touch) is laundry - EVERY STINKIN' DAY.
Here's a shot of Jacob's team (in white) lining up on Defense. Jacob is #55 and plays LB and RB-
Speaking of equipment, let's not forget the one piece of protective equipment that every boy/man both disdains and loves... the cup (I'm not talkin' Dixie cup, and you don't wanna drink nufin' outta it). As you can imagine, the assignment for getting all the equipment, including the "cup," fell to me - Dad. As a fresh forty year-old, I can tell you that no piece of eqiupment has changed so much as the codpiece. I have never seen so many different shapes, sizes, designs... and even colors. You still wear it UNDER you uniform, right? In my day, it came simply in adult, youth and deep-dish models, and that was it. To make a long story short, I rallied to the challenge and got Jacob, my only beloved son, a cup any boy would be proud to wear... along with all the other pads.
To date, Jacob's team has played two games. This is where I'd love to give you glowing reports of domination and the ultimate surrender and humiliation of our opponent, but alas, such a report would be a bold, blasphemous lie of EPIC proportions. Although Jacob has won the position of starting tailback, the talents of the team (offensive and defensive lines) appear as UNKNOWN and UNSEEN as Jimmy Hoffa. The team has amassed a grand total of: 1 first down, and perhaps an offensive yardage total of.... negative 87yds. Yeah, I said negative.
Here's another update... I've volunteered my coaching services and have been to two practices thus far. We have a BYE this week (for you ladies, that means we won't be playing) and then we lin it up again to see how much progress we've made. Unfortunately, we're probably moving into much stiffer competition as the team(s) we've faced have been together for a season or so... the next team(s) have likely been playing together for years.
Shouldn't surprise anyone, here's Jacob's team chasing the other team's RB on his way to the endzone...
You can't see Jacob (pictured above) because my camera snapped the picture right as Jacob moved behind their RB... you can see the top of Jacob's helmet in the picture. He looks great!
I have assured the kids (and my son) that we will be victorious... but don't forget to wear your cup just in case.
Here's a shot of Jacob's team (in white) lining up on Defense. Jacob is #55 and plays LB and RB-
Speaking of equipment, let's not forget the one piece of protective equipment that every boy/man both disdains and loves... the cup (I'm not talkin' Dixie cup, and you don't wanna drink nufin' outta it). As you can imagine, the assignment for getting all the equipment, including the "cup," fell to me - Dad. As a fresh forty year-old, I can tell you that no piece of eqiupment has changed so much as the codpiece. I have never seen so many different shapes, sizes, designs... and even colors. You still wear it UNDER you uniform, right? In my day, it came simply in adult, youth and deep-dish models, and that was it. To make a long story short, I rallied to the challenge and got Jacob, my only beloved son, a cup any boy would be proud to wear... along with all the other pads.
To date, Jacob's team has played two games. This is where I'd love to give you glowing reports of domination and the ultimate surrender and humiliation of our opponent, but alas, such a report would be a bold, blasphemous lie of EPIC proportions. Although Jacob has won the position of starting tailback, the talents of the team (offensive and defensive lines) appear as UNKNOWN and UNSEEN as Jimmy Hoffa. The team has amassed a grand total of: 1 first down, and perhaps an offensive yardage total of.... negative 87yds. Yeah, I said negative.
Here's another update... I've volunteered my coaching services and have been to two practices thus far. We have a BYE this week (for you ladies, that means we won't be playing) and then we lin it up again to see how much progress we've made. Unfortunately, we're probably moving into much stiffer competition as the team(s) we've faced have been together for a season or so... the next team(s) have likely been playing together for years.
Shouldn't surprise anyone, here's Jacob's team chasing the other team's RB on his way to the endzone...
You can't see Jacob (pictured above) because my camera snapped the picture right as Jacob moved behind their RB... you can see the top of Jacob's helmet in the picture. He looks great!
I have assured the kids (and my son) that we will be victorious... but don't forget to wear your cup just in case.
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