We made sure he was pumped. His uniform was clean. He was well rested. He had pink UA socks to support breast cancer. He was ready to win the Super Bowl of Little Husky Football.
I, however somehow messed up my camera focus and ended up with blurry photos. Typical.
First play of the game... Ross ran a 72 yard touchdown.
Proud Mama Moment.
Final Score. 12 to 6.
Cowboys Win.
However, his attention has shifted.
Turns out I'm a bit of an orange-cat girl.
We brought him home Tuesday. He's 8 weeks old and still nameless.
Life's just too short to not have a kitten.
That's a huge trophy to be dusting !!
ReplyDeleteMama, don't you just LOVE making their dreams come true?!?! :)
ReplyDeleteLife is good!
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