RMers with kids

[wease]

Bobby Knight style.

[Bammer]

What is your coaching style?

You’d really have to ask the other kids and their parents who keep requesting to be on my teams year after year.

[spike]

The kids enjoy being taller than their coach.

[Bammer]

They do get a kick out of that

[Bammer]

For realz by the time they are that old I fully plan to have retired from coaching.

[spike]

Oh I thought your kids were around 8 already.

[Bammer]

These are decent zings

[spike]

Kid woke up with a runny nose this morning, after her second week back at school. Perfect timing for her to stay home tomorrow while the Super Bowl is on.

[Monkey_Driven]

You kid stays home because of a runny nose?

[spike]

No.

[Rangi Guy]

It took till the 2nd week? Our kids just finished their first week back and my eldest daughter had a cold all weekend

[spike]

Well first week was only two days.

[Rangi Guy]

Well first week was only two days.

Three days for us

[spike]

The kid is at school and I am locked to the couch for football.

[spike]

Btw it’s nice she’s finally at school and not kinder anymore. It’s all school in the US, but Aussies can’t wrap their head around a Yank referring to kinder as “school.” Was ready to start uppercutting people when they’d correct me.

[Rangi Guy]

Other then the cold my eldest bought home on Friday. Her sister got these small lumps on her legs which we thought were insect bites, but then a day or two later there were more and they all started to blister really badly. The only thing we can put it down to is an allergic reaction to something in the field at their school. Apparently they go there during their lunch breaks and play in the long grass.

[tragabigzanda]

There is a wolf in me . . . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . . . a red tongue for raw meat . . . and the hot lapping of blood—I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fox in me . . . a silver-gray fox . . . I sniff and guess . . . I pick things out of the wind and air . . . I nose in the dark night and take sleepers and eat them and hide the feathers . . . I circle and loop and double-cross.

There is a hog in me . . . a snout and a belly . . . a machinery for eating and grunting . . . a machinery for sleeping satisfied in the sun—I got this too from the wilderness and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fish in me . . . I know I came from salt-blue water-gates . . . I scurried with shoals of herring . . . I blew waterspouts with porpoises . . . before land was . . . before the water went down . . . before Noah . . . before the first chapter of Genesis.

There is a baboon in me . . . clambering-clawed . . . dog-faced . . . yawping a galoot's hunger . . . hairy under the armpits . . . here are the hawk-eyed hankering men . . . here are the blonde and blue-eyed women . . . here they hide curled asleep waiting . . . ready to snarl and kill . . . ready to sing and give milk . . . waiting—I keep the baboon because the wilderness says so.

There is an eagle in me and a mockingbird . . . and the eagle flies among the Rocky Mountains of my dreams and fights among the Sierra crags of what I want . . . and the mockingbird warbles in the early forenoon before the dew is gone, warbles in the underbrush of my Chattanoogas of hope, gushes over the blue Ozark foothills of my wishes—And I got the eagle and the mockingbird from the wilderness.

O, I got a zoo, I got a menagerie, inside my ribs, under my bony head, under my red-valve heart—and I got something else: it is a man-child heart, a woman-child heart: it is a father and mother and lover: it came from God-Knows-Where: it is going to God-Knows-Where—For I am the keeper of the zoo: I say yes and no: I sing and kill and work: I am a pal of the world: I came from the wilderness.

[Rangi Guy]

Other then the cold my eldest bought home on Friday. Her sister got these small lumps on her legs which we thought were insect bites, but then a day or two later there were more and they all started to blister really badly. The only thing we can put it down to is an allergic reaction to something in the field at their school. Apparently they go there during their lunch breaks and play in the long grass.

this is terrifying! How's she doing?

Heaps better, been loading her up with antihistamine and pretty much all the blisters have gone down dramatically. She wasn't in pain, just complained about being itchy from time to time

[spike]

first casual clothes day of the school year today. outfit selection wasn't too painful this morning.

really makes you appreciate the school uniform approach.

[Higgs]

Allowing casual clothes day sounds like a recipe for absolute disaster to me. Glad you got through relatively unscathed.