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Yes, it's true. I have an Olympic size crush on Mr. Michael Phelps. Not in a slimy, "how you doing" kinda way. But more because I think he's grounded, humble, gracious and charming. And I (ahem) barely noticed his abs. But what I think is really endearing about Michael Phelps is how he treats his mom. After the ceremony for winning his 8th gold medal, he created a path in a sea of photographers, climbed through the bleachers to get to his mom for a pat on the head and a kiss on the cheek. How proud she must be.
It's also been fun watching Michael Phelps compete accompanied by the commentary from my four year old. A sample of one of our conversations....
Jake: Why is his mom there?
Me: Because she wants to support him.
Jake: Who dropped him off?
Me: I'm not quite sure.
Jake: How did he get there?
Me: Someone probably drove him.
Jake: (very sheepishly) Maybe we swam there....
He's also developing a sense of humor.
So I'll continue to...
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