Friday night, as part of my son’s birthday celebration, my mom and stepdad took the kids (and I) to my alma mater’s last home football game. Before we went they practiced archery.
It was already cold and would get much, much colder. The kids argued with me about how much clothing to bring–they kept telling me they weren’t cold. Later they would change their tune when it got down into the 30’s.
Until half time the kids complained all about how cold it was and how bored they were. Finally my stepdad and my mom decided to take them home at half time and I was going to stay and bring my kid brother home later. Then the girls changed their tune and decided to stay with me for the rest of the game.
I spent lots of time explaining the rules and helping them see what was going on. It got to a point where they were shouting at all the right times without my help. 🙂 (This was one of our big rivals, and had been since before I went to school. The other team kept doing things and not getting caught, our sidegetting frustrated and finally getting tough at the end–in fact at that point the refs grabbed both coaches and laid into them about their teams bad attitudes.)
The other team beat us significantly but it was a fun gameand the girls learned a ton about Football. 🙂