We took Henry to the first home game of the season last month. Although it was the third game that he's gone to, this was the first one that he actually understood he was at a football game. And he loved it. Among the highlights: the pre-game helicopter fly-over, the band, Jevan Snead, Dexter McCluster, endzones, handoffs, the Jumbotron, kickoffs, the field, his ticket and his tattoos.
In the Grove, his friend Stephen checks out Henry's tats.
"People, kickoff is in one hour...we need to get moving!" At least, I think that's what he's saying here.
The pure joy of a tight end release on third and short.
Breakfast the next day with Sanders. Rain, rain, go away...
Breakfast the next day with Sanders. Rain, rain, go away...
3 comments:
Is Henry still calling the flying non-planes chopalopalers?
No, sadly those days are gone. But he does still call watermelon "wawawewon."
Ava has gone to the first quarter of the last two games (first ones she has actually gone into) and she loves it! She told me "no, mommy...football!" when I tried to give her a kiss because I was distracting her.
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