I spent 12 hours this weekend watching football... give or take 30 minutes.
No, it wasn't because of my husband. I wish. It would be easier to say, "Turn off the TV now!" to him.
Nope, it was this guy keeping the TV squarely turned to college (on Saturday) and NFL (on Sunday) football:
Yes, Baby C -- just four months old -- was the culprit. We found out on vacation (we were at the beach all last week, but you didn't know because I had some posts set to auto-publish!) that he really likes football. How did we know? Because he would happily watch the games on TV, yet cry whenever they went to commercial or -- God forbid -- we changed the channel.
I guess it's only natural that C loves the pigskin. His daddy played college football at a Big East school back in the day. In fact, there is a picture of DH -- wearing his old college jersey -- holding Baby C, who is wearing his matching jersey (yes, same number and all!); I've placed the photo in a frame my in-laws got for C, which reads "I'm told I like football."
And it's true, I hope C will not just like football but love it over the years. It was my favorite sport to watch growing up, and obviously DH had a talent for it. DH always joked that he'd train any son of his to be a kicker; he claims kickers have an easier time obtaining a college scholarship and place on an NFL roster, while doing a minimal amount of physical work. When C quickly bulked up to 20 pounds in just four months of life, we realized he was probably going to be too big to be a kicker... now, DH is planning on training him to be an offensive lineman, just like he was. I hope he doesn't show early promise for the violin or a non-contact sport like tennis.
Are you ready for some football? We are!
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May I suggest punter? Kickers still have the stress of potentially losing a game for a team, whereas punters just waltz out onto the field when you're already feeling pretty down and out. Same basic skillset- and they still have to make NFL minimum. ;-)
How cute! I bet he will follow in his daddy's football playing footsteps! I do think it's funny how parents prepare their kids to enjoy the same sports/activities they participated in. Gracie has already been on the golf course and I've already shown her what a toe touch is (although my very poor demonstration most likely left her confused...why's it called a "toe touch" if you don't touch your toes?...). Of course we'll always support our kids in whatever they choose to do along the way, but how neat would it be to watch your son reach DH's ultimate NFL dream?
Now that is a great kiddo.
It has taken 10 years before my son got the pigskin bug.
Bubba is beginning to show interest in football as well - and The Man can't wait for practices to begin...he used to play too.
WM
So stinking cute...I would also better to be stuck watching football rather than say...the wiggles
Way too cute! J spent Sunday loungin' in bed with DH watching & cheering for the Bears.
Then again, that would be how he developed his working knowledge of the F-bomb last fall...
Thankfully DH has learned from his mistakes & seems to be watching his words more carefully this season.
Shh... I don't need to be reminded, we've only just started.
Sigh...
P.S. I'd love to the see the picture of the two of them!
I am so glad to read about another big baby boy. My doctor was a little shocked by how big Kyton is, and it worried me a little (12 weeks, 16 lbs 14 oz) It's neat that at such a young age he already appreciates the sport.