Olympic Spirit

We just returned from a short trip to Reno. I am not really certain why our kids love it but love it they do. I think it is because Dad enjoys things as much as they do. We were playing in the arcade our last night there and winning big in a claw machine where the prize was an enormous basket ball. We drew quite a crowd as we won four in one night. One lady came up the escalator just as we had won one and started cheering with the crowd and commented, "why am I cheering"?. Laryssa had earned one extra game and wanted to win an elmo for Vadim, she ended up winning a Rhino that a little boy and his Father had been trying and trying to win without success. The little boy was very sad but his Father had already sunk $40 dollars into it and was done. I suggested Laryssa give it to him, she hesitated for only a moment and ran over to him. The boys face lit up like a sunrise and his Father was stunned. They spoke very little English but were so grateful and thankful. I have never been so proud of Laryssa and it made the whole trip worth everything to me. My heart is still bursting with pride.