Fun with football

Last night Tim and I went down to see our kids' school's football team play. We got their toward the end of half time, so unfortunately we missed seeing the dance team, but we did hear the band --that our son Mark plays tenor saxophone. Mark wore his hair up in his mohawk for homecoming weekend, and so far he has not been kicked out of school. It was easy to spot him, and nice to see that he has been making new friends after only a month. Christina was busy flitting around the bleachers--whenever she passed anywhere near us, Tim did his best to try to embarrass her. (All in good fun, of course).

I'm pretty sure West won--we left two minutes before the end to beat traffic. We had come back from behind and even scored a safety in the last few minutes of play. It was a chilly night after a rainy day, but I had come prepared with towels (in case the bleachers were wet) and a blanket. I still shivered, but it was all part of the snuggly fun.

The kids were so nice, too--it was great to enjoy a football game and not hear any cursing or coarse talk.

Today is the Plymouth parade, and Mark and the school band are planning to march in it. The sun is shining, but the temperatures are still in the forties. Hope Mark doesn't freeze his fingers off! I'm sure he'll be easy to spot today too--somehow he manages to sleep with his mohawk in tact. (Hopefully it will come down soon. Hopefully he will cut his hair soon!) In the mean time, I'll enjoy seeing him and his sister participate in school events. After all, we've already got one out the door, and time goes by so quickly.......

Till next time,


Suzi