Boys in the hood

Bad guys better watch out. The vigilantes are out in full force and don't tolerate any misbehaving. Our newest member might be wee but he's the roughest of us all.

When we see bad boys, we chant, "Red Rover, Red Rover, Send them on over." No one passes through out guantlet.

Word (and pic) from Tater Tot

I just heard from my overseas girlfriend. Tatum has been getting my letters and responded back with this wonderful picture. We're going to be together for the last two weeks of school. That will be great. Tatum says she's been going to tennis camp. I wonder if it is as hot in Singapore as it is in Athens?

Some videos

Here are some videos that include me. In one, I am eating steak (I think) at Dad's birthday dinner. In another one, the Cogleys and Eifferts are singing me Happy Birthday. And in another one, I'm playing with Hinny when he was REALLY little.

Last gymnastics practice?

Here is a video of me at my last gymnastics practice. After two years, I can really do a forward roll... and tumble a bit. My Dad has a gymnast in his class and we're arranging some private lessons. Hope you enjoy the bouncing and "forward roll."

Hey Carolina!

Hey everybody, this is my good buddy Carolina. We are in choir together and hang out at various get-togethers. In this pic she has a pink ribbon in her hair but I think this was during Easter. She's been over to play before. Hmm... I have to remind Mom to arrange another play date.

The trials and tribulations of having your dad be your soccer coach

Yes, Dad is my soccer coach this year in the 4-and-under league. There is no keeping score and no winner/loser. I still haven't told my team that Dad never played soccer a day in his life and was the last one picked for kickball teams in Mrs. Booth's 3rd-grade class. What's that old saying? "Those who can't do, teach." Oh well.

He's okay in that we always have scooby snacks and juice after each practice. He even brought ink hand stamps of stars and happy faces for after the game. He definitely employs a "feel good" approach. I don't know though. He made me sit out the whole first quarter because I was the coach's son and he doesn't want to be accused of playing me all the time. But I'm pretty good this year. You couldn't get me out on the field last year. This year, I want to play and even scored a goal in the three quarters that I did get to play.

In this pic Dad is giving us some strategy during practice: "Just chase the ball and kick it!"

Bama-boy doo

I've gone from a skin head to a Bama boy in one year. I had one of dad's infamous "summer cuts" last year. This year I have that southern boy style of long bangs that cut left or right at the eyebrows.

With love from Asia

Hello Reppy. Here I am saying "hi" from the tennis courts in our complex. We are having fun in the warm weather and wish you were here in Singapore to go swimming and watch movies and go to school and do all the fun things four-year-olds do together. You are very lucky to have a girlfriend halfway around the world. See you on my next visit to Athens.

School picture time

Look at me the the little man! I'm wearing my tie and matching shirt just like my little brother. I've come a long way from my first school pics where I was always crying. Now I'm happy and optimistic thanks to Mr. Jim from Church who takes such good school pictures.

Growing up

I'm wearing a tie for the very first time. Check out Hinton's blog and you'll see the two of us wearing ties for Easter. Dad and mom think we both look grown up when we're all "dressed up." Nanna and Grandpa came to visit today. They will see us hit two or three Easter egg hunts this weekend.