Showing posts with label Food for Thought. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Food for Thought. Show all posts
Sunday, November 30, 2008
Sports Fans
So, I have been informed recently that to be a sports fan you must choose one team to follow. You must be loyal to that team regardless of the coach, players, etc. My question is this... why? Players and coaches change every year! You are never really rooting for the same team. Are fans not simply rooting for the name or logo? (Unless that changes too, of course) I realize that I am in the wrong in my thinking, as my questions to certain BYU fans have caused quite a defensive uproar. Not being able to explain this phenomena, these certain fans have indicated that it is "bandwagoning" to look at all teams and choose the best one of each season. They have also been unable to explain this strange mindless following. Some blame it on attendance of a school, or family members being employed by schools. Others come up with strange stories of childhood pencils. It all seems a little strange to me! (hehe)
Sunday, May 18, 2008
Child Abuse?
In an attempt to keep Trajen out of the kitchen, bathroom, and other areas he is not allowed, we have created many barracades. Being an optimistic child, Trajen simply looks at the barracade as an exciting new game he must conquer. He has learned to jump over, crawl under, and chuck previous barracades in order to achieve success.
This evening, we had dinner with G & G Farr and my little sister, Heather. Trajen was trying to help Grandpa with the dishes, which of course created more trouble than help. So, in order to prevent him from going into the kitchen, Heather put a chair in the way. Well.. naturally this was a really old trick! Trajen simply crawled under the chair and back into the kitchen to help. The next barracade was two chairs right next to each other, leaving no room to crawl under or around. Trajen tried his hardest to push his large head through the small opening.. but was unsuccessful. Despite his failed efforts, he pushed on and tried again. Heather (being extremely competetive) just looked on and laughed. With each new attempt, Heather laughed harder and harder. The more Trajen cried, the more Heather laughed.
In the end, Trajen was unable to penetrate the barracade, and Heather was highly entertained.
But this begs the question... did Heather go too far?
This evening, we had dinner with G & G Farr and my little sister, Heather. Trajen was trying to help Grandpa with the dishes, which of course created more trouble than help. So, in order to prevent him from going into the kitchen, Heather put a chair in the way. Well.. naturally this was a really old trick! Trajen simply crawled under the chair and back into the kitchen to help. The next barracade was two chairs right next to each other, leaving no room to crawl under or around. Trajen tried his hardest to push his large head through the small opening.. but was unsuccessful. Despite his failed efforts, he pushed on and tried again. Heather (being extremely competetive) just looked on and laughed. With each new attempt, Heather laughed harder and harder. The more Trajen cried, the more Heather laughed.
In the end, Trajen was unable to penetrate the barracade, and Heather was highly entertained.
But this begs the question... did Heather go too far?
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