When I picked up the guys from day camp today, J. was beaming with pride and told me that they played field hockey (kids against grown-ups) and HE scored the first goal of either team! Woot! wtg, buddy!

This is the same kid who participated in some sort of dance-off (so the tale goes) yesterday at day camp and strained his shoulder while doing a one-armed handstand. He wasn’t complaining about it this evening, so hopefully it was just a muscle strain. We’ll keep an eye on it.