Tell me what you really think.
Aww, I think you definitely could say you did a good job. It may be up to the player, but the coaches teach him HOW to play in the first place. I hope your knees feel better.
Hmmmm, seems to me the Cap'n Crunch, pepsi and whole milk offset the cupcakes, chees and sour cream. I, for one, think you're even.
Good luck with your knees. I haven't mentioned the recurrent pain in my elbow to my doctor yet.
You taught your son the game play, the rules and the code of conduct for the game. I hope my boys grow up to be slam dunks like yours 
Hope the knees are OK, too
Mom,
Glad your knees aren't going to fall off, though, I do think that getting cortisone shots under your kneecaps may fall under the category of TMI. Ew. Not sure which is worse - the cataract surgery in Technicolor detail, or shots under the kneecap.
About your earlier comments: are you suffering from delusions brought on by the kneecap shots? Were you seriously finding cuteness in MY brother? Did you have another son that I don't know about? Were you really seeing cuteness as he devoured the Ultimate Feast at Red Lobster? Do you not remember him dancing the crab legs around the table and making them sing, "Under The Sea" from The Little Mermaid in the height of my vegetarianism? The rat. There is absolutely nothing cute about watching the boy eat meat. It's like lions at the zoo. He even eats SQUID! Squid are not food. They are really, really big amoebas with tentacles. And really, crustaceans are just giant, bottom-dwelling cockroaches. Shudder. I am alone in a family of ocean-eaters. Dad and his bizarro fish of the day - "I'll have the swordfish, please." - you and your flouder habit - "Awww, look! He's shaped like Flouder from the movie from the side." - the brother and his disgusting sea bugs, "Crunch, crunch, crunch ... " - me and my chicken tenders and fries - "I'll have the landlubber's special, please. No beef, please. I'm afraid of Mad Cow disease. No sea bugs, 'cause EW! No chicken with bones in it, because it's too carcassy that way." I do love the cheese biscuits at the Red Lobster, though. Their cheese biscuits freakin' rock! I would go to Red Lobster just for those biscuits.
Can I just send my guys to your house?
-G
I have a hankering for snow crab....and Chocolate cupcakes - dang! There goes the diet again!
Sorry about the painful knees...here's hoping you get through the holiday without too much discomfort! Careful about mixing those pain pills with the eggnog... ;~)
Love reading your stories. I never fail to smile when BE returns me here.
New to your blog. I, too, have a daughter and a son (but much younger, toddler aged). Reading your blog and your daughter's coments makes me imagine looking back being sure I did I good job! Great writing!
What I want to know is, why do you keep offering this son of yours to Michele and not to ME? Wait, maybe I don't want to know why. *sigh*
Ya done good, Mamacita.
And good luck with the knees. I have a friend going through very similar stuff... so look at it this way... she's facing a knee replacement in the Spring, and she's a single mom with a 5-year-old. Could be worse.
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