Jessica Hood

Jessica is OBSESSED with archery. She's been watching the archery competitions online and on TV with Mike and loves it. She says "awwwww...poor poor little guy" when the arrow goes into the red. When they hit a yellow she gives a little "yeeeee" and shouts out the number. "yeeeeee, he got a NINE!" Mike said it took her watching it like two times and she totally got that they were shooting something at the target. It's all about circles and numbers. And maybe just maybe, all the video games her dad plays where he shoots with an bow and arrow might has something to do with it. Oh, and also cuz Mike thinks he is actually Orlando Bloom in Lord of the Rings. He swears he can slide down an elephant while simultaneously taking out an invading army. I don't believe it... but he does have very good balance.

In any case, I'm going to try and find a toy bow and arrow for Jessica today. Peace Out.

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*** OK - this edit is by Mike. As you all have noticed, I tend to be really "hands-off" with Amy's blog (even though my name is 25% of it). I enjoy reading her ramblings and prose as much as you. But this time, I just must correct...

1) I don't think that I'm Orlando Bloom. I don't want to be Orlando Bloom.
2) I know I am not Legolas Greenleaf, son of Thranduil the King of the Silvan Elves of the wood.
3) I wish I was Legolas. Sometimes, in my dreams, I am Legolas. Sometimes these dreams happen when I'm awake.
4) I know that I am a human, not a wood elf, so my chances of doing anything that Legolas did are slim-to-none. Because of this, I would settle for just playing an elf in a major hollywood film.
5) Because I'm fairly confident that I will never be offerred a role as an elf in a major hollywood film, I somethimes console myself by dressing in my green flannel PJs and tan leather slippers, running around the house and jumping over things with a toy bow & arrow or a plastic short sword.

Thanks for allowing me to clear things up... I just couldn't have Amy's readers out there thinking I was delusional or something.