13. I’ve just signed up for information on the upcoming release of Olympic tickets.
We live within a few hours of London and Rhys will be 5, almost 6 that summer, old enough to retain at least a few memories. And as London-lovers, it seems a shame not to attend such a huge event in at least some capacity.
I remember being quite unsure that hosting the Olympics was a Good Thing for London – memories of the Edinburgh Commonwealth Games fiasco came to mind – but now it’s so close, I am hopeful it will be brilliant. Talking to Matt last night about signing up for tickets and possibly visiting the Olympic Village really unleashed my excitement about 2012.
Rhys is enjoying his preschool gymnastics – because it’s part of the much larger Rowan Gymnastics Club the children have miniature gym equipment including a low beam, bar and wedge for learning to tumble. It’s great watching the children’s faces as their teacher demonstrates cartwheels and tumbles before the class starts.
I have no expectation that Rhys will be an Olympic gymnast one day but if watching a gymnastic event or other competition in 2012 inspires him and his peers to keep active in one form or another it will be a great legacy.
100. Another six items donated away. Mostly small puzzles that we have done and won’t ever do again. There is something very satisfying about getting rid of stuff, oh yes. I should focus more on that sensation.
We rearranged the living room and dining room on Sunday, including the games pile. While there was boxes and clutter everywhere, Matt stopped to show Rhys the chess set and explain a few of the rules. Rhys looked fascinated and has asked about it since; he really likes the idea of board games even if he doesn’t have the patience for the rules yet.