Last night I (Benson)got to ref one of four mats at the middle school's wrestling night because of a few miscommunications with others and a general lack of referees in the area. Amazingly I still remember most of the hand signals and calls after 12 years of not refereeing. Demya is keeping busy with her bands and choirs and I think she is starting to enjoy nursury when there are more than 2 kids in there.
for the news that everyone else wants:
Rollie is now coloring and singing, often at the same time, and he is enthralled with books of every type. He is also turning into a little grappler because of the wrestling he has watched. He has tried to throw kids, ankle pick them, leg-lace them, and generally terrorize any kid within six months of his age because of his trying to practice the moves he has seen.
He has been my little critic for the marching band show I am writing for Demya. If the music gets to dissonant or complicated he will screetch at me until it sound right to him. We've had to make a few compromises for the music to work as planned but he's always been pretty good at discerning the difference between good music and schlop.
Until next time...
