tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10667188318220780722024-11-01T07:30:04.557-04:00The Faircloth Fivehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09672428050872104385noreply@blogger.comBlogger93125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1066718831822078072.post-18266019430836344902009-04-15T13:59:00.005-04:002009-04-15T14:03:18.806-04:00

Cole Aslan Faircloth was born on Thursday, 4/9/09, at 7:20 pm. 8 pounds, 1.7 ounces and 21 inches long! Everybody is happy and healthy and doing well. You can click on the photo album link to the right to view more pictures of our new cutie.

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I mentioned on this blog a while ago that my 4 year old daugther taught herself to read. Well, she's five now and reads vociferously. Seriously... she devours books... big ones.... we're not talking "Green Eggs and Ham"... she's reading Laura Ingalls Wilder books, Anne of Green Gables and these American Girl sets of books. She plows through them faster than I think I could.... and I mean

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I have to give all credit to Kelly on this one. Recently, she saw an advertisement on TV for an upcoming "Monster Jam" show at the Verizon Center (where the Wizards play basketball). She told me about it because she knew Luke would LOVE it -- and best of all, it said kid's tickets were only $10. So, I looked into it and... well... the kids tickets were, indeed, only $10. But that meant you had to

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I cannot disclose the details of where I first came across the "Supa Dupa Babee"... let's just say that a friend of mine... possibly related to me... is in the military and volunteers his time at Christmas for a major charity (that may or may not rhyme with Boys for Cots). Anyway... someone donated a couple of these dolls and it was decided that they were not suitable to hand out to kids.... Hmmm

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This weekend we went to Virginia Beach to visit my parents (and sister and brother-in-law who were visiting from Georgia). One of the things I have always enjoyed doing there is sitting at the kitchen table, drinking a cup of coffee and reading the newspaper. Not sure why I do... I just always have. It's nearly impossible to do now with three kids... but, I still steal a few moments and quickly

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I yell during Redskins games. If you are a Redskins fan, you know why. It's been 16 years of painful football. Just awful season after awful season. So... I yell at the TV. The kids get a kick out of it and ask constantly "Why does daddy talk to the TV?" Even they, at their young age, understand that this is an exercise in futility.Well, anyway, today Reagan was watching the 2nd half of today's

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It's that time of the year again. That duty of the Christmas season that I put off and put off and keep making excuses to my wife as to why I can't do it. That's right... it's time to take our annual Christmas picture for the Christmas card.It wasn't always this difficult. When we first got married.... it was just the two of us. The digital photography revolution was not yet upon us. We

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This is going to be our fourth child. And since it's our fourth, there are certain steps in this 9 month process that I have come to expect and anticipate... they go something like this:Kelly will tell me she's pregnant (usually while giggling)I'll enter into a brief panicWe'll go to the doctor and the doctor will tell Kelly a bunch of stuffThe only thing I know about this initial doctor visit is

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When Reagan got home from school today, she had a sticker on her shirt that said "I Voted!" I (Kelly) immediately started asking her questions. I wasn't sure who she's heard Scott and I talk about or who she would actually vote for at school. So I asked her, "Well, who did you vote for?" And she said, "Sarah Palin! Her name was on there! It really was!!!" I love that she's picked up on

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I met with my friend Jason last week at Fireworks Pizza in Leesburg (a great little place, by the way). Jason is a former co-worker and we share the same sense of humor and an admiration for good beer (Fireworks has a great selection)... so it was fun to get together with him over a few. Anyway, when we worked together, I used to joke that I was going to be making the 'tater tot casserole' just

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Can someone... anyone... please explain why my wife is addicted to those shows on TLC where they have 20,000 kids. You know what I'm talking about... John & Kate Plus 8 or the Duggars... anyway... here are my thoughts:I just don't get it. I usually refuse to watch it. The last thing I want to do after a long day at work and then putting my own kids to bed is watching someone else's whiney

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Let me answer the questions in advance:(1) No, we are not Mormons(2) No, we are not Catholics(3) Yes.... we know what causes "it"(4) No, we are not trying to get our own show on TLC(5) Yes, we know how much they cost(6) No, we're not trying to field our own little league teamSo.. if you haven't figured it out by now.... The Faircloth Five is excited to let everyone know that we will now be the

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Luke has really been into scratching himself in that place that all guys seem to like scratching themselves. Well, I learned long ago that Kelly HHHHHHHHHhaaates that, so I keep that as an after hours activity (as in, after Kelly has retired for the evening) or just don't do it at all. Well.. Luke is young and hasn't learned his mothers' disdain for this activity... and just does it all the time.

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Hmmm.... not real sure where to start. Today was Reagan's first day of Kindergarten. Naturally, this meant that this morning was a big hot mess complete with lots of tears. Kelly was... how can I put this... well, a basket case (no worries...much like the peasant who was turned into a newt in Monty Python and the Holy Grail, she "got better"). Luke was not happy at all and was crying because he

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I always wanted a big screen to watch my Redskins games on (and any other sports, for that matter). A couple of years ago, Kelly gave me permission to go look at them. Naturally, that was all the go-ahead I needed and I bought one. Once I picked Kelly's mouth off the floor after coming home with the new monster TV, she eventually grew to love it. Now, though I bought the big screen to watch

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"...But, that's neither here nor there..."If you just heard someone say that... it's a guarantee that you just heard some gossip immediately preceding those words.For example, "Scott is such a fatty... but, that's neither here nor there..."Well... I decided I never wanted to give someone the opportunity to say that... so, last week, I decided to start working out. Now, don't get me wrong... I

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Uh Oh... My Daughter's not going to be a vegetarian, is she?: Conversation at the dinner table tonight between Kelly and Reagan (my 5-year old daughter) during a dinner that featured ham:Reagan: "Where does ham come from?"Kelly: "From a pig."Reagan: "I don't like eating animals"Kelly: "I don't like eating animals, either... but they're yummy."Reagan, accepting this, then takes a bite of her

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A little secret about Kelly. She knows all the words to "Baby Got Back!"...seriously... ask her to sing it to you one day. Now.. I've always hated the urban edge to that song... it just never hit my musical palate. The words... now.. the words were just so impactful and spoke to me... I mean, seriously... "I want 'em real thick and juicy" has to be on a lyrical par with the great songs of the

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I know... 2 blogs in one night... crazy. Anyway.... so, I'm watching the Home Run Derby on ESPN and Josh Hamilton just unloaded on the ball and hit 28 home runs in one round. Now, these were not just frozen ropes that barely made it over the right field wall. THEY WERE BOMBS!!!! Several of them were over 500 feet. I can't fathom that kind of power. It was fun to watch.So, the announcers

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I've now been in DC nearly 3 years.... and in those 3 years, I have had some great meals at some really nice restaurants (usually... well... almost always on someone else's dime). Capital Grille, Charlie Palmer's, Willow Creek Farm, Tuscarora Mill and Vidalia's are all some of better ones I've enjoyed. But, really, when push comes to shove... I'd really just like a great burger... and that's one

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This is troubling... for those that have closely followed my career (ok... so, that's only Kelly)... I was recently quoted in an article for "Politics Magazine" and also got a cover story in "Winning Campaigns" magazine... certainly you read those right? Well, someone apparently did and were really impressed. Perhaps it they thought my article on Cost-cutting techniques for their campaign was

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Here is Scott in his golf tournament uniform. Doesn't he look official? (and hot!)

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OK... today's report is way better than yesterday's. First off, more players arrived, including Fred Couples, Davis Love III and Camilo Villegas (who the ladies love, by the way... and has huge biceps).I talked at length with Charles Warren's caddie, who was really cool and was as interested in what I do as I was about what was going on there. As he waited for Warren to arrive (about 10 minutes

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I mentioned awhile back that I was on the volunteer committee for the upcoming AT&T National (what was known a month ago as the "Tiger Woods" Tournament... before he broke his leg and tore his ACL)... working the driving range... well, today was my first day "on the job".. here's the scoop:I got to the range at 6 am and met my team. It's me... a 32 year old guy and a bunch of retired 65+ year

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It's a recipe for disaster. My brother-in-law (who once got ejected from a Redskins game that we went to together), me without Kelly to keep me in line.... and tons of beer. It's a fine line... it COULD be tons of fun.... or it COULD be a complete debacle. Thankfully, in this case it was ridiculously fun.Here's the deal... I volunteered to pour beer for the Northern Virginia Brewfest at Morven

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