Wednesday, August 1, 2007

Vikings Training Camp

It has been a relatively busy morning in the Braswell clans lives today. Grandma and Grandpa D came out with Aunt Andrea and the newest nephew. They came out to see the Vikings training camp. To start, when they walked in the door Sam couldn't get to mommy fast enough to be sure she wasn't going to leave him again. He held onto her tighter than he holds his blankie. To refresh why this was, we went camping at Mt. Rushmore and left him with Baby Clare at Grandma and Grandpa's. When mommy put his seat in their car and strapped him in, Sam screamed "No mommy! Pwease! Pwease! No mommy!" It only took a few minutes of driving when they left for him to calm down, but the damage was done. So now there is a little separation anxiety. But not for dad. Sam seems all to eager to give daddy kisses and send him off to work every morning. No sadness there, nor screaming "Pwease! No daddy!" Ahh, the life of dads.

So back to training back. It was a beautiful day watching the Vikes practice, stand around and adjust themselves. And from what I understand the benches cleared and punches were thrown. No not in on offence versus defense brawl, but in a Jack Tommy Sam brawl. They have the hardest time going anywhere with out causing a complete raucous. So mommy and daddy made the next best decision. Separate them and put a good distance in between. Tommy and Sam went home while Jack stayed with Grandpa to watch. I tell you what, the Vikes better do something this year to make that one trip to training camp worth it.

Next comes lunch, but I won't go there yet...Catastrophe number 2 for the day to come.

1 comment:

Psyche said...

Keep up the good work.