I had the news on every evening and afternoon during naps, kept up to date via the internet with the events in Boston this week, and I felt a strange connection to it. I couldn't tell you why. I've run a few 5K's -never came close to a marathon. I've visited the city of Boston once, and although I loved being there and the history, I haven't made it back yet. And, I'm a pretty loyal Red Sox fan. Somewhere in there, I felt a small connection to the explosions and shootings.
Because we're Sox fans around here, somebody -me or the kids (or both) were wearing our Boston gear this week, which I was proud of. (To be honest, it's not very often that we go more than a day or two without wearing BoSox gear around here on a regular basis). Hyrum asked me while driving to tball the other night why the American flags were only half-way up, and I tried to explain it to him. We've included the people of Boston in our prayers this week.
To add to this weeks slight melancholy feeling, we had a death in the family. Jake, our Beta, died on Wednesday. I debated for a moment on what to do (quickly replace or tell the kids) but I told the kids that he died. I worried a little about Hyrum's reaction, the kid is sometimes a little overly sensitive, but he's also resilient! He said, "Oh... it's okay. Maybe we can get a new pet this time. Like a dog".
I decided to replace the family pet and thought I'd convince the kids to pick a red or a blue one and we'd come up with a Boston or Red Sox type name for him.
Meet Little Papi
Red AND blue and named after Big Papi. He gave a GREAT (but slightly profane speech) at today's Red Sox game. You can find it yourself if you'd like to.
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