This blogging stuff is full of blogs. Blog, blog here and blog blog there. Hey for someone who loves to talk, this could be pretty fun. For those of you who know me, you know....I might be pretty good at this blogging blog stuff. I fell into this project too late on a Sunday morning before church to say much. I have just put my Dragon into the shower with threats of cold water if he didn't, so maybe I can talk a little more. I am a mother of two athletic boys, therefore I have followed them through little league and high school sports, enjoying the ride along the way. My oldest no longer is in competitive sports and has joined the working class of people 8-5 in the corporate world, but still thinks he can had his own against his younger brother. I am the sports fan that everyone dreads to sit in front of at sporting events. I'm yelling, ringing my Dragon cow bells, clothed in the royal blue and gold, and always taking video and digital stills of my Dragons. I have 100 youtube videos of my Dragons and love the team....but I am looking forward to a quite sideline existence in three years. I have been a Dragon Mom for 14 years. The official start of baseball season is tomorrow at 4:00 p.m. Ding Ding! My Dragon is a sophomore and is slated as #2 pitcher and starting shortstop. It has always been a dream of his to follow his brother's footsteps on the Dragon field. With 8 years between my two boys, believe me, he has tied to fit into every step. He idolizes his older brother. Two years ago in May 2007, we thought his dreams had come to an end after taking a line drive baseball shot to the temple as he pitched. Within 2 hours he had had two seizures and was diagnosed with a skull fracture. He was airlifted by helicopter to Arkansas Children's Hospital. This was a hard time for us all and we found that we could not make it without the strength of God. He protected us as we drove 100 miles at 100 mile hour to Little Rock. When we couldn't think long enough to pray any other prayer than "God, Please", the prayer chains were launched across the county. By the time we were in Little Rock, we definitely knew that God was in control. Oh the peace we felt knowing that people were praying for us. My Dragon entered intensive care for the next 24 years and was watched carefully. Due to the type of injury, we were told it was likely that he would never play sports again, but we would just have to wait and see. With God's healing powers, my Dragon released from the hospital after 3 days with the restriction of no strenuous activity for 3 months, which made was a long summer. In August after many MMI and scans, he was released and was able to return to the field of sports play. In the fall he has started as quarterback for his 9th grade football team and was a sophomore QB for the high school team this past fall. Last spring he started on the high school baseball team as a freshman and made all-conference, finishing with the highest batting average for the team. We are proud of him, but give God all of the glory. To this day, my Dragon has suffered no complications from his head injury, not so much as a headache. Praise the Lord and thank Him. Phil 4:13