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"Happy Summer" From a Happy Guy

The Saturday after the last day of school, Ricky woke up at 6:00 am and and jubilantly declared, "Happy summer everybody!!"

And that is how our summer began about two weeks ago.

Ricky now has one week of Cub Scout camp behind him and one week of an all-day basketball camp run by the University of Iowa basketball team. Both camps were awesome for Ricky. Most kids would be exhausted after an all-day long camp in the hot summer sun or playing basketball in a stuffy basketball gym with 300 other boys, but Ricky came home each evening excitedly describing the days' events to us and eagerly awaiting the next morning when the fun would begin again.

Today, Ricky won the free throw contest at basketball camp for his division. This is a big deal. He had some very talented friends at this camp and there were a lot of kids there!  My picture isn't great of him claiming his award because he didn't know he won and I wasn't expecting his name to be called. 
I caught him running back to his seat. He looks surprised, huh?
He had the players and coach sign his shirt and basketball.  He is counting down the days until he can go to this camp next year. 

One of Ricky's favorite songs right now is 
"Everything is Awesome!" from the Lego movie. If you listen to this song or read the lyrics, you will find that this song could easily be Ricky's theme song. It's a little loud, kind of silly, and overwhelmingly positive.

We are blessed to have Ricky in our family. His happiness and excitement about everyday life is contagious. 

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