Extra Energy

I will not be one of those parents who are nervous about enrolling their kids in football.  Heck, I'm counting down the days when Aaron has that outlet - or some other outlet - to unleash his pent-up energy and aggression.  As it is, we get outbursts of it at the most endearing times: spiking down his bottle at breakfast, playing tug-of-war with Jada over one toy in a room full of other options, or having the most spectacular meltdowns while we're out and about.  So I say let him strap on the pads and hit and get hit.  Now if we can just hang in there until he's of age . . .