Today

I like to tile my postings as "Today" because thats what it is for me. My wife unknowingly or un admitadly gives me little quizzes, do you remember she asks? or what movie was that actor in? I know that playing fantasy football with the fam is very exciting, yes i still enjoy hearing my sisters cry!!! ha! My son is also playing, but he is in that time of life that lives for the "in the moment". His competitive spirit lies behind, how many texts can i send in an hour, or minute. He knows i am only playing with him. But, the truth to the matter is, think about it, Fantasy football? When we were kids, our fantasy games outside in the old baseball field! I was Roger Staubach, or you were Mean Joe Green. You wanted to tackle the crap out of me! I wanted to throw that last second touchdown. Now? Well now is relegated to, let me stay logged on to Fantasy football and check it every ten minutes to see if my team is beating yours! Ugh! All kids not just mine are subject to it, different times. Changing times. I hear every one use this fancy word, cyclical. Everything is cyclical. I hope my child gets to hear his children clammering for the back door grabbing their dirty mud stained shoes screaming i want to be quatetback as the door slams behind them. And then silence. Not of an empty house but a group of children outside silently gathering information on the group in front of them as to which kid will be picked first and the one that will be picked last. Cyclical? No, good ole fashioned FUN!!!