It's John in his first tuxedo! (Not 007!) This was John dressed up for his Christmas Orchestra Concert in December. I did video a song for you, but somehow it won't upload, saying it's too large a file. Boo-hiss!
Here's his "STELLA" impersonation!
And now a more serious one. Waiting between pieces during the concert. I'm proud. Definitely the hottest guy in the Symphonic Orchestra!
The red headed boy next to him is his best friend, and our next door neighbor, Jackson. Here are a few still shots of them. They've learned a lot in only 2 months, and 2 classes a week.
As you can see, the bass is bigger than Eric. That won't last long. LOL!
Here's Eric flying high in a game last weekend. I promise this photo is not "doctored". It's courtesy of our team Dad, Doug Smith. Believe it or not, there were no injuries from this move either.
Recently, Liverpool Futbol Club U-18's came across the pond and held a training night for Eric's team. Eric was thrilled to be called "Crouchie" (Peter Crouch) by one of the players. Later that night we got online to look at pics of Crouch and read about him, only to find that he indeed could pass for an adult version of Eric! Not only is he tall like Eric will likely be, but when he was younger, he shared the same jersey number that Eric has had his entire career - #24! Here's a photo of Crouch:
Happy Birthday to Eric! Eric is turning 11 this year and he has a lot to be proud about! Eric's jubilant spirit is contagious as you can see by his photo. Not only is he extremely talented with Math and sports but he enjoys lots of friends with his congenial personality. Eric tries to be every one's pal and has a special place in his heart for international students who have moved to our school. He's a sensitive guy who is always concerned for others. Last year, on a school field trip to the zoo, he happily gave his $10 spending money to a parking lot musician who was playing for food money, without any encouragement from anyone else. He also sets his adult aspirations high, having interest to be a Professional Soccer player, a Fox News Channel Anchor, a Weather Man or an architect. Whatever Eric sets his mind to, we know he will be successful - in life and love for others! We're proud of you Eric! You're the best 11 year old in the whole world!
For this year's birthday we took him and two of his buds on the overnight stay at Cloud land Canyon State Park. Here's Jackson, Eric and Schyler on the way intently playing their hand-held games.
Here's Eric, John and the crew at "Big John's BBQ" where we ate lunch at one the road. You have no idea how hard it is to get a photo with regular smiles of a group of boys! LOL!
Schyler and John during the "Manhunt" game at the cabin.
Walkie-talkie central! He got a brand new set of walkie talkies for his birthday!
The guys "yodelling" into the canyon. (poor bears)
Enjoying the views.
One of the quieter moments of the weekend.
Raising the bar? The boys hiking down to an overlook.
Enjoying a little college football in front of the fire.
A friendly game of spoons.
Looking cool at Mackie 'D's after a fun filled weekend!
From a face only a mother could love....
To GQ material! Here's John dressed to kill for a musical event at Georgia Tech tonight. I think I'll dub this my very own version of 'Queer Eye for the Straight Guy' {:o)
Soccer season is in full swing these days around our house! Here's some of Eric's follies (that's what I like to call the action pics) over the last couple of weekends.
It almost looks like he's got a problem with sticking his tongue out of his mouth when he's getting serious about the game. That may come back to bite him one of the days.
This action shot is funny. Looks like he's trying to kick the ball up and catch it with his hands.
Get up Eric! This isn't the pros!! Photos courtesy of Doug Smith, one of our talented soccer Dads.
Last week at school he wrote this poem and I thought I would publish it here on our blog...
I Am From.....By John
I am from long car trips, camping and cookouts. I am from a green stool, which I used to reach many snacks from the snack cabinet. I am from haircuts, pine cone wars, and tall glasses of lemonade.
I am from a bump in the road that my friends and I used to jump our bikes off. I am from walking to school on a sunny day with the sun glaring in my eyes.
I am from a cracked drive way and a broken skateboard from Jim's skate board shop.
I am from waking up in the morning and the smell of bacon and biscuits cooking and the dog barking at a cat outside.
Memories are more than just events, they are the mold and cast that shape your life.
