Last night, Krista and Brooklyn were so hooked watching the Scripps Howard National Spelling Bee that they wouldn't let me change it to the Heat-Mavs game (at the time, it looked like the Heat would blow the Mavs out, so I didn't go watch on another TV. Loser? Brian). Sydney asked to go to bed, but Krista was so hooked, she told Syd just to go to sleep on the couch. Most of the kids were surprisingly entertaining and quick witted, which only added to the drama. I figure that if the National Spelling Bee is interesting enough for people to pass on the NBA Finals, I have decided to share what could be the most dramatic spelling bee story you've ever read. (too much build up?)
