Special Olympics Basketball

Lucas participates in Special Olympics through his school.  Last week was the Basketball Skills competition.

He enjoys hanging out with his classmates at the gym.

Lucas at Special Olympics basketball.

When it’s “Basketball Skills”, they don’t play an actual game.  But they DO have to shoot baskets, rotating positions and taking turns.  Here’s Lucas, getting into position (concentrate, concentrate…)

Getting ready for basketball.

He shoots!  He scores! Go Lucas!

He shoots, he scores!

Changing places and taking turns.

Taking turns.

Another basket for Lucas!

Second basket!

The Gold Medalist with his world-class coaches (who double as his teachers, his guardian angels and his friends!)

The Gold Medalist!

Way to go, Lucas!

Happy Saint Patrick’s Day!

Happy Saint Patrick's Day to all!

 ’Tis a fine day for the celebration of Saint Patrick, who brought the Faith to the Emerald Isle! 

Since Lucas and his brother were little, they’ve had green milk at breakfast on Saint Patrick’s Day: 

Green milk on St. Patrick's Day!

This was one of the first ways we got Lucas to start pouring his own milk.  I used to put just enough for his cereal into a small cream pitcher, the kind with a nice spout. 

He was so surprised by the green milk that he poured it with no problem.   Of course, once he showed he could do it, we had him do it every time he had cereal!

So it’s become a tradition here to have green milk at breakfast on Saint Patrick’s Day.  Slainte!

Ummmm, it tastes good green!

Snow!

snow, snow, Snow, SNOW, SNOW!¯

There’s about six inches of fluffy, white stuff on the ground.  It’s 5 below with the wind chill, and even the birds have taken refuge from the cold.

Robins keeping warm.

We really have to bundle up when Lucas walks his dog Dixie. 
Lucas is enjoying being out in the snow…poor little Dixie isn’t!

Lucas and Dixie in the snow.

Off they go on the freshly plowed streets, “Trudging across the tundra, mile after mile…”

Walking in a winter wonderland.

The travelers come home from their morning walk.  (About a quarter mile, and boy, was it cold!)

Coming home.

The nicest thing about taking a walk in the snow?
HOT COCOA when you get home!

Hot cocoa, ummmmm!