So Friday morning, I dressed Noah in his A&M football jersey. He instantly started talking about football. "Uh watch football. " "Uh play football." I thought it was cute. We said bye to Daddy, loaded up, and headed to school. All the way to school, football, football, football. I turn the corner to his school, and he came unglued. He started screaming about football. I suddenly realized that my poor little guy thought I was taking him to watch football, and he suddenly realized he was going to school instead. I felt horrible. For anyone wondering, he has been watching football with Daddy since he was a little more than 1. He loves football. So the lesson is: Don't dress him for football unless he is going to watch or play football.
Saturday, September 5, 2009
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