Liverpool's Finest

Upon returning from HOBY last night (which surely warrants its own blog post, to come later today), I immediately crashed for 13 hours, awoken only after my mom insisted I come to my little brother's elementary school for Track and Field day. By no means was I interested in watching a bunch of fourth graders run 100m dashes, but seeing that my brother WON the cross-country race for the fourth year in a row I thought that I should devote this blog post to him. He's the last chance for a truly athletic LaBant. But despite his dexterity and stamina, he can't do anything but force a smile when told to. It's pretty ridiculous, and my sister and I always have a good laugh each year when school pictures come out. I really love the kid.