Ooh lay, oh lay, oh lay, oh lay...

Can you guess who I was for Halloween this year?

Some people thought I looked more like this guy below.

I was going more for Kyle Beckerman than Leo the Lion. Duhhhhhhh!!

Life Is An Hourglass

The Clark Day Spa

Lefty & Mommy get some well-deserved pampering at the Clark Day Spa...

Len & Larry...

Batman and Robin [aka my cousins Lennon & Larry] came to visit this summer. We had a superhero sleepover. Pops was the Joker. I shot webs out of my wrists at him, Lennon scorched him with devastating laser beams shot from his eyes, while Larry watched the carnage from the background and pleasantly giggled.

The Graduate...

Lookout labor force, Lefty graduated preschool. I emerge from the scholastic world ready to single-handedly punch out the recession with the power of my productivity!!!

Here are some shots of me at my graduation ceremony:

Go deeeeeeep...

Call Levar Burton - somebody can read!!!

Saturday Night

Saturday night I'm gonna be here watching some "Beautiful Game" with Mom & Pops and my Auntie Amy & Uncle Kevin.





Maybe Javi Morales will provide us some of his patented footy fireworks...




And by the way, he's not just a fantastic finisher – he's also pretty funny, as you'll see in this video [which I make Pops play for me all the time because "that guy talks so funny!"]

FHE

The other night I sang the closing song for Family Home Evening. Here [as closely as Pops could type it] is how my song went:

How could the Father tell the world,
In a land called Eden,
Adam helped the golf course grow,
And the Americans in space,
With the aliens and the robots,
Called to pinch their biscuits,
Their biscuits were stinky,
And they smelled their descendants,
In the latter days.
The astronauts and the aliens,
They know the way.

Hearts were touched and testimonies strengthened cause my song really invited the Spirit in.

Guess who I'm gonna meet?

This Tuesday at noon I'll be hanging with my homeboy at Olympic Oval in Kearns.

What do you think: should I wear my blue short track speed skating suit / footie pajamas, Lightning McQueen helmet, and Fisher Price inline skates?

I just might...

Fever...

So, my RSV is gone, I'm home from the hospital, and I'm not on oxygen anymore. Still, no clean bill of health yet...I've caught Olympic Fever. I watched all the action and recreated it in our family room: bobsledding, downhill and cross country skiing, snowboarding, skicross, luge – you name it, I did it. And I picked up a few heroes along the way:

Ryan Miller - USA hockey goalie

Shani Davis - USA long track speed skater

J.R. Celski - USA short track speed skater

Louie Vito - USA snowboarder

Shaun "Flying Tomato" White - USA snowboarder

My favorite, though, was this guy: Apolo. Anton. Ohno!






I watched each of his races, and then reenacted them, copying his style as I "skated" my way around and around our leather ottoman coffee table.

Problem was, short track speed skating doesn't really work on carpet, so I convinced Mom and Pops to let me try the real thing.

My skates



Watching the Zamboni



The Zamboni



Sweaty and happy

RSV...

RSV stands for Really. Sucky. Virus. I'll tell you all more about it when I'm feeling a little bit better....

Tiger, you're fired...

The recession has hit the Lefty Blog. Unfortunately, I've had to give Tiger Woods, formerly My Main Man, the pink slip.

We here at Lefty are pleased to announce, though, that the recently vacated position has already been filled. It is with great pleasure that I introduce to you all my new Main Man, 5 foot 6 inch Division One College Football Star [and BYU Cougar, of course] Brian Logan.

Mr. Logan is number one among all division one college cornerbacks in passes defended this season, despite his diminutive size. That takes heart, my friends, and for that we love him and think that you will, too.

Trick or treat

For Halloween, I decided to be Dash from The Incredibles.

I went trick-or-treating with Auntie Amy & Uncle Kevin's nieces.

Catch me if you can, Mommy!

Happy Halloween!

Aspen Grove

With Grandma and Grandpa back from their mission in Spokane, the Clark Clan got together in August at Aspen Grove family camp. [Pops here – Best. Place. In. The. World. Ever. They take your kids on adventures and activities all day so the parents can all have fun and relax together. I highly recommend it].

Aspen Grove is nestled in a canyon on the backside of Mt. Timponogas, just north of Sundance Ski Resort. The view there is all right.

This is Cowboy Village. I kept the peace, brought some desperados to justice, and shot up a few gun fighters in there.

I also engineered the locomotive.

When the Clarks get together, every day a dance party spontaneously erupts.

I didn't much care for the Friday night program. They tried to make me sing. That's not how I roll.

This is me with my "Trompers" group headed to the pool.


Everyone got to ride a bit:
I rode "Lightning."

My Aunties rode "Swayback."

My Uncle Aaron rode..."Burrito."

Here's Pops finishing the ropes course.

We rocked Rock Band on the extra huge projection screen.

I rocked the drums so hard I made Olivia cry.

Here's Pops with my Aunties & Uncle.