As most of you know, Kalisha is a super-duper Colts fan. During football season, it is Colts all the way. Clothing, purses, shoes, socks, jammies, hats, gloves, coats: you get the idea.
When I first moved to Fort Wayne in 1994, the only farmers market available was the venerable Saturday morning South Side Farmers Market on Warsaw Street.
I'm probably about a decade or so too late to publicly participate in Oprah's whole "gratitude journal" thing and have it be cool, but better late than never, right?
Kalisha has become a TinCaps fan in every sense of the word. She attends as many games as she can afford and when she's not there in person, she watches the games on television.
It's possible that nothing confounds the parental mind more than trying to decipher the relative value of treats and toys and other fun things in the mind of the human child. Cookie = yay!
Have you ever made plans with two different people…for the same time? I got to experience that situation this week.
What up, dawgs?
Last week, Kalisha asked, "So what time should we leave on Friday?"
With my usual sense of what's going on, my reply was, "Leave for where?"
My Sunday was a Sunday of firsts.
It's not like I meant to break anything. It was only my fault technically.