Young Phillies Fan Instructs The Crowd When To Cheer

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I’m apparently way behind the crowd on this one, because the folks at work told me they first saw this clip on Jimmy Kimmel.

Context: Will is two and a half. His folks have taught him the ever present “How big is Will? So big!” game where little ones are taught to raise their arms in the air and Mom and Dad cheer that they’re so big.

But they’re at the Phillies parade, waiting for it to start. Now, how the crowd on the other side of the street got involved I’ll probably never know, but when Will raises his arms to show how big he is, the whole block cheers.

If this doesn’t make you smile, well, I’m not sure what will. Best with sound.

Not just wintergreen life savers

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So I’m lying in bed in a pitch dark room listening to the dogs settle, and a little flash catches my attention. After the third grey light dented the darkness, I peered over the edge of my mattress.

Chance was “fluffing” the blankets in his bed that he was building up a static charge between the fuzzy bed, the wooly-feeling dig blanket, and the terrycloth towel he’s recently decided he owns. And the more he got zapped, the harder he fluffed the bed.

I finally removed the blankets – discharging them through my fingers, I might add – and he wetted settled when I re-covered him.

But if he’s smoking in the morning, I’ll know why…

*updated to fix iphone-induced misspelling.

Not your everyday sky

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I’m still checking the news on a regular basis to see if any of the local channels pick up the funny white glow the sky took on earlier this evening. I say “funny” because it looked like it was made up of perfectly vertical white streaks of varying brightness, and that’s not normal around here.

I’m almost sure that it was a rare sighting (for this far south) of the Aurora Borealis. Granted, when we do see the northern lights it’s almost always at this time of year — probably because of the extremely clear air, the fact that we’re closer to the sun, and that we’re tilted to get as much dark as possible, so there’s more time to catch the magnetic pole’s freak show.

Or maybe the universe just wants me to freeze my hands off.