So, Kelby and I really enjoy watching the Olympics. Perhaps a little too much. Whereas we normally don't watch much TV with the kids, we splurged and watched a lot of the olympic events. One day I saw Crosby running and trying to jump over one of our chairs. I watched him for a while and realized he was trying to jump hurdles just like we'd watched the night before. I asked him about it and next thing I knew, we were planning our very own Fite Family Olympics. Crosby made banners with our names on them and begged to go and display them at the end of Squirrel Lane so that all our neighbors could come and watch. HA!! Seriously, he was distraught when I informed him that it wouldn't be happening quite like that. So, anyway, minus the crowds and elaborate celebrations, we conducted our very own Olympic events.
See the medals hanging to the left??
Our opening ceremony...everyone was supposed to find their own flag (eh, something) to proudly hold as we marched around. I carried a broom...quite appropriate, I'd say. No, I'm not a witch, I just feel like I clean house a lot.
And the winners are....well, let me first explain. I purposely didn't want C to win. I mean, if he won, great, but I'm not interested in just letting him win. K and I even discussed this prior to all events. Well, joke's on us. He's a fast lil' booger. Notice in the picture, he's holding his GOLD medal up close to his face. Yep, he may or may not have seen a few Olympians do that.
Gold to Crosby, Silver to Kelby and Bronze to me.
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