Down… Set…
Hike.
Tackle.
Off sides.
Huddle.
Interception.
Touchdown!
We can hardly wait for real, live, football season to start. Can you tell?
Superbowl Sadness
You know we love, love, LOVE football over here at our place. I mean, you know we’re serious if there are matching jerseys going on.
And of course, I’ll take any excuse to watch Tom Brady throw that ball for our beloved Patriots.
We even made Marshmallow Brownie Bars because the last time I made them was almost exactly a year ago–and since Daney boy loves them, it seemed like a good thing to do–and about time.
Oooh, look…there’s Tom again. Sorry, it was an accident.
We found all the odd snacks hidden in the back of the pantry–even Popchips, and yes, those are Mother’s Iced Animal cookies on the floor over there. Believe me we needed every one of them…
to console ourselves with…
when our cute boys…
lost 17 to 21 to a dreadful team that shall remain nameless.
Ahhh…well, we still have our Marshmallow bars to wallow in while we wait–another 6 months for football season to come around again.
Good thing I have a hobby.
:}
Happy Birthday Dane!!
A Couple of QBs
Kinda funny–isn’t it–how tossing around that one funny-shaped ball can get into somebody’s blood?
I guess you could say that we start ’em young in these parts…on purpose.
All I know is that there’s something pretty darn cool about a three-year-old…
with a smokin’ hot spiral—just like his Uncle Dane’s.
I personally think the matching beanies help a lot…ha!
But if all this means that we have football to watch for a whole new generation…well then…
everyone’s happy at our place.
Can I Just Tell You?
We were totally and completely ready for this game. I mean, come on…we had BYU popcorn for Pete’s sake.
We had blue and white sprinkled maple donuts.
And best of all, we made a busload of blue and white Marshmallow Treats…thank you, 800 boxes of Smurf cereal.
Oh, we were ready, all right. In fact, we were so ready…
that Miss Chompy even had a “Y” in her hair. We were as ready as we could possibly get.
Sadly, the team wasn’t ready. In fact, they didn’t seem to remember what game we were even playing. Soccer? Baseball? Rugby? Tag?
“Worse game ever played in BYU history.”
They didn’t need to say that…we watched it.
*sigh*
Maybe we can use all that Smurf cereal for the Patriot game.
go. blue….
ppfffffffffttt…
Toddler Football
“Come on, Chompy. I’ll show you how to play real football.”
“O-tay, Bettum.”
“First, get down, like this and wait till I say, ‘go.'”
“O-tay, Bettum.”
“Now chase me and pretend you’re going to catch me.”
“O-tay, Bettum.”
“Tarrrr-ry, Bettum.”