Pooped but Proud

Just staggered in from the Regional games for the Special Olympics, that we attend every year with my son Christopher, who is mildly autistic. Although not as insane as the State games, the Regionals do have quite a bit of chaos, especially since we are going with a new venue this year. On the other hand, they FINALLY decided to put the 4x100 relay first thing instead of last, and saving the three-person 80000000 meter walks that usually hog the track all day, until the later hours. It finally dawned on them, that keeping special needs kids pent up, bored and hungry for hours on end is NOT a good idea.

So...a gold in the 4x100 relay, a gold in the running long jump and a silver in the shot putt. Not too bad! And icecream after, to celebrate.



Man, I'm tired.