Name: Logan Alexander Croyle
Age: 4
Nicknames: Loganus Maximus, Logzilla tha MicThrilla, Yogenheim, GooberButt
Favorite Food: Nothing
Top Quotes: “I love you”, “You’re mean!”, “can I have a snack?”
Just some fun stuff before I talk about my favorite Logan moment from this year. It was honestly between two. The first was during our trip to Hershey Park. Logan rode the one kid’s rollercoaster, and he absolutely loved it. Do you know how excited that made me? I love rollercoasters, and hoped that someone in this family would also be a rollercoaster fan. Now he just needs to grow so we can ride big ones together before I am too old and frail.
But my favorite moment from this year was coaching Logan in t-ball. It was a toss-up whether he would be shy or into it. He was excited from the first practice, and did what I told him. It was weird seeing him as this outgoing, funny kid in public. A few months later he played soccer again, and he was so shy and unwilling to do anything that we had to quit going. Anyway, in t-ball he had a bunch of hits off my pitching, and as I said in my post about his first year, he hit a line drive off my leg and thought it was the funniest thing in the world. Logan running around the bases laughing and asking every coach if they saw him hit me was probably the highlight of my coaching career.
Quick least favorite moment. The one morning Logan was doing something, and he started screaming that he pooped his pants. I had to clean him up, which involves throwing away the underwear, washing the clothes, and giving him a shower. I have a weak stomach, and I was on the verge of puking from the poop. Then I hear a weird sound and look in the living room, and Samson either threw something up, or pooped on a weird pile of gross much on the carpet. I started gagging, and came close to barfing right there. Fortunately, Payton was there to save the day. She asked how she could help, and I gave her an old towel and said to scoop it up, and throw it in the trash with the underwear. Then she wiped the rest up with a paper towel. Enough that I could then come spray and scrub without dry heaving.
