Sam had his first football game on Saturday morning. I was out around 5:30 and it was pouring, so I was afraid there might not even be one. But by game-time, it had stopped, and about 11:00 the sun came out and gave us a beautiful, warm morning.
I'm not a big football fan, so I was surprised by the emotions I felt when we first hopped out of the car and walked towards the field. His team was already out there practicing when we arrived, and it was the first time I had seen him dressed in his Rochebelle football finest. I surely couldn't find him at first and never would have the whole game, had Mark not told me he was #17. But then...wow!
I'm not ashamed to say that I really didn't have much of a clue about what was happening and didn't think it was all that interesting unless #17 was out there doing his wide-receiver thang. Then, I was all consumed. Thankfully, he played a LOT or I might have been bored.
And then I spotted this little sweet doll. It was all I could do to keep myself from eating him up. I'd like one of these, PLEASE!