Germany Wins!!!!

Germany won the 2008 European Soccer Championship!!!

Contrary to what mainstream news agencies keep reporting, Germany won. No, I am not living in denial. You are.

Whatever. At least I can still brainwash the kids. Or do you want to deny that, too? Germany - YEAH; Spain - BLAH. It works. Trust me.

Enough said about the last month leading up to tonight's so-called loss. Let's not dwell on the fact that we have held our breath for 3 weeks. Breathing is overrated. I can think of many people who could easily stop breathing. Fernando Torres, Spain's number 9, for starters.

Let's not lament on the 23 days of wishful thinking. Let's instead rejoice in being the vice-winner. Yeah, that's it. Is the glass half-winner or is it half-terribly-embarrassing-I-am-so-glad-I-did-not-bet-money-on-that-game- loser. I think the answer is obvious.

The kids had fun, though. David came running up to me at one point to tell me: I drink my first, then I drank it, then buuurrp, then aaaahhh. That funny, my belly. Thanks, again, to whatever brainchild gave my two-year old son Coca Cola for the first time.

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Ladder Talk:
1) What was the best part of your day?
Peter: When Dalia comes over to play with me.
David: When Petey come, Brian play with me.

2) What was the worst part of your day?
Peter: When I wanted to go home with Dalia, but Clarice said no I can't go.
David: When you fall down. [I have no idea what he is talking about]

3) What would you like to do tomorrow?
Peter: Maybe, ride my bike and...and...wash some dishes
David: When Opa come and Grams come and Grams come. Yes. That I like. Grams.