Kyle and I went to an Intel event at which we met several Blazer players including the very handsome, very Spanish, very young (it was his 26th birthday) Ruuuuudy Fernandez.
And we met Blaze, the ambiguous Blazers mascot. Is he a he or a she and is it a cat or a dog or a cousin of Chester the Cheetah? After much deliberation, Kyle & I decided
he is a
cat.
Kyle with Patty Mills. He is Australian and told Kyle "g'day mate." I didn't think that real Australians said that. But Kyle loved it.
Foam finger - a big hit with K-man.
Wesley Matthews - such a nice kid. And I say he is a kid because all of these players are in their 20's, which officially makes me old.
In the locker room, standing in front of Greg Oden's locker. His giant shoe is distortedly small, but it was as large as half a Kyle.
Like I said, the foam fingers were a hit.
OK. OK. I know that some of you were concerned because one of Kyle's favorite colors is pink and he likes to play with Barbies sometimes and he asked if I could buy him a tutu for his birthday. Well, this photo should make you feel better - he was such a playa when he got his photo with a Blazers dancer. Definitely a highlight for him.
The MAX ride back was like an episode of Survivor. I was pretty sure that Kyle and I were going to contract gout in our soggy feet and we kept switching to the wrong train. And it lasted way longer than it should have.
Yesterday's bike ride started off like most of our recent bike rides - Ryan taking off and leaving us in his dust.
The kid loves his hand-me-down bike.
Check him out.
Obsessed with the bikes.
Two boys, in matching track suit jackets, going down a hill.
Brotherly Joy.
He is such a bike dude already. His father is so proud.
But sometimes he doesn't want to listen to us when he is biking, so here is Doug CARRYING Ryan and his bike home. Ryan would throw a fit unless he was on his bike, so this was our solution.
And what does one do after a long bike ride? Well, if you are Ryan, you take off your pants.
Kyle and I went to an Intel event at which we met several Blazer players including the very handsome, very Spanish, very young (it was his 26th birthday) Ruuuuudy Fernandez. 
And we met Blaze, the ambiguous Blazers mascot. Is he a he or a she and is it a cat or a dog or a cousin of Chester the Cheetah? After much deliberation, Kyle & I decided he is a cat. 
Kyle with Patty Mills. He is Australian and told Kyle "g'day mate." I didn't think that real Australians said that. But Kyle loved it. 
Foam finger - a big hit with K-man. 
Wesley Matthews - such a nice kid. And I say he is a kid because all of these players are in their 20's, which officially makes me old. 
In the locker room, standing in front of Greg Oden's locker. His giant shoe is distortedly small, but it was as large as half a Kyle. 
Like I said, the foam fingers were a hit. 
OK. OK. I know that some of you were concerned because one of Kyle's favorite colors is pink and he likes to play with Barbies sometimes and he asked if I could buy him a tutu for his birthday. Well, this photo should make you feel better - he was such a playa when he got his photo with a Blazers dancer. Definitely a highlight for him. 
The MAX ride back was like an episode of Survivor. I was pretty sure that Kyle and I were going to contract gout in our soggy feet and we kept switching to the wrong train. And it lasted way longer than it should have. 
Yesterday's bike ride started off like most of our recent bike rides - Ryan taking off and leaving us in his dust. 
The kid loves his hand-me-down bike. 
Check him out. 
Obsessed with the bikes. 
Two boys, in matching track suit jackets, going down a hill. 
Brotherly Joy. 
He is such a bike dude already. His father is so proud. 
But sometimes he doesn't want to listen to us when he is biking, so here is Doug CARRYING Ryan and his bike home. Ryan would throw a fit unless he was on his bike, so this was our solution. 
And what does one do after a long bike ride? Well, if you are Ryan, you take off your pants.
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