Look at my little baby boy.
This is his mean, fierce football face.
You wouldn't know it from this picture, but for the last hour he has been tackling and pushing around other little boys.
Saturday was Einstein's first football game.
The husband has been waiting for this moment, since like forever. I, however, could have waited for anotehr 50 years for this moment.
Here is Einstein sweating bullets just thinking about getting tackled. I think he wants to quit. It's ok if you want to quit, quitters are cool. Ok, so maybe he's not sweating bullets, I am, both figuratively and literally. And he doesn't want to quit, he wants to get out there and tackle some other mothers' dear little boys' to the ground. Ok, baby boy, go run out there and tackle some boys.
Here is Einstein being fierce. He's ready to block anything that comes his way.
After the tears subsided, I really started getting into the game. Here is Einstein strategizing with this teammate. (Note: Einstein's team is combined with another team, so the players either have red or royal blue jerseys.)
By the end of the game, Einstein was pooped and so was I. After all a mommy's heart can take so much.
So, how was your weekend? What fun things did you do over the weekend?