Tuesday, June 30, 2009

Tappa Reunion 2009

The Tappa Family got together for our annual reunion on Father's Day. Here are a few pictures from that day. I didn't take too many because I was getting in my annual dose of Family Reunion volleyball.

For only playing once a year, I think we're pretty good. Sara even says we could win if they had a sort of "Family Feud" for volleyball. (That reality show has to be coming soon, right?)

Will even joined in at one point so the age range of players spanned seven decades. Way to represent the 40s, Ken!




Monday, June 29, 2009

Graduation Day



Will graduated from 4-year-old kindergarten this month. As you can see, he's already put his diploma to practical use (which is more than I can say for my writing major most days ...)

Thursday, June 25, 2009

Right on track


Will once again participated in the I-S track meet in the 5- & 6-year-old division. He scored the coveted "participant" ribbon in each category. His smile was pure gold, however.


Wednesday, June 3, 2009

T-ball

Tonight was a night I've been waiting for since, oh, roughly the moment we found out Jana was pregnant with Will. Tonight was the night Will started T-ball.

Yes, he just got done playing his first organized sport, soccer, which was a lot of fun. But this is different, a game I played through high school and one in which my dad coached me.

Will did fine. He hit the ball well, but like almost every other kid playing (except Parker), he didn't really know what was going on in the field. Once, while playing first base, Will ran along with the runner to second base, leaving Parker no one to throw the ball to.

The best part of the day? This morning at breakfast, when Will said "Daddy, are you going to be my coach for T-ball?" When I said yes, he shouted "Yay!"

Tuesday, June 2, 2009

Accidents

On our short ride home from work/school today, Will interrupted a conversation between Jana and me with this revelation:

"Ooops! I spilled ... don't worry, it's only water."

We exhaled, resumed talking for two seconds, and ... (audible spilling sound).

"Oh no, this time it was food."

Jana and I looked at each other, began making rules about eating in the car, and ...

"Uh oh, spilled water again!"

Come on, man!