Kevin came home with all his football gear tonight. Suddenly, my "little" boy is this big, hulking mass who scares the dogs and thumps on his heavily padded chest like a gorilla. I'll have to post a picture of him in his uniform - it's hard to even see him under all that stuff. Still, it's fun watching the transformation. He's more confident, enthusiastic, and focused. Who knew?
My football knowledge is pretty limited. Like, I couldn't even begin to tell you why they need to wear a girdle (yeah, yeah, it's the thing that holds the pads) before a few weeks ago! Dennis loves it, of course, and the whole family is looking forward to going to the games. I've promised Kevin that I won't be one of those embarrassing moms in the stands. Well, maybe just a little...
It's at times like these that I really feel the absence of my dad - he'd be so proud of his littlest grandson!
You had better go out there and embarrass the heck out of him. That is your job as a mom!
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