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I’m Awesome

  • September 18, 2009 8:29 pm

You just had no idea. 

You might remember me discussing our last trip to a Decatur Football game, and the longing my Little Guy had for one of those LITTLE FOOTBALLS.  How much he NEEDED one of those to make his life COMPLETE.  How my explanations of the rules behind those little footballs just sounded like Charlie Brown’s teacher droning on and on, and all he could think about was how to GET ONE OF THOSE FOOTBALLS.

Well, tonight, I caught one.

That’s right.  Not only did I acquire one of these little treasures, but I caught it all ON MY OWN.  If ONLY my Little Guy could have seen me in action, I’m sure he would have been even more impressed.  As it was, he was out socializing with the other three and four year olds, no doubt discussing how to get their hands on said footballs.  When he did return to the stands, and I showcased my talents, he was over the moon.  That’s really the only way to describe his subdued excitement.  He looked at me with huge eyes full of awe and wonder at how I could have accomplished such an enormous feat.  The rest of the evening, I was his hero.  He sat next to me, clutching that football and watching the rest of the game.  No more wandering for him; he’d struck gold, and his Mommy was the one who made it happen.

I try, as we all do, to be a fun Mommy everyday.  I put notes in lunches; I put suprise jolly ranchers in backpacks; I plan field trips and parties; I insist on downtime.  Little did I know that my receiver skills would come in handy, and that something seemingly so insignificant would rock someone’s world.

My Little Guy’s all tucked into bed, dreaming of his first soccer game in the morning, and snuggling with his little football tonight.  I’m about to drift off to dreamland myself, basking in the glory of my own accomplishments.

Homecoming

  • September 17, 2009 7:50 pm

Tomorrow, we are headed out to Eagle Stadium for the Homecoming Festivities.  I think there is something uniquely special about a Smalltown Homecoming.  The jingle of the mums and garters, the sound of the bands, the sparkles on the dresses, and the smiles on the alumni. 

As a student, I remember looking forward to Homecoming festivities.  We decorated the high school halls, had a bonfire, and sometimes assembled floats for a parade.  All the work and hoopla just added to those special high school memories and friendships.  As a college student, I wanted to come home to at least one game that first year, and I chose Homecoming.  I realized that in some ways Decatur would always be my home, and for me, that was huge.  As a “grown-up,” I’ll admit that we’ve missed more homecomings than we’ve made, but now that we’re back here with our family, we plan on making it a yearly tradition.

I’m looking forward to hearing cowbells bounce off those ridiculously huge mums, and getting caught up in the atmosphere of Smalltown Friday Night.  I have our Decatur Blue washed and ready, and plan on singing along to the school song, knowing we’re living “the stuff in the middle.”

Friday Night Lights

  • September 6, 2009 11:32 am

Smalltown football. There’s just nothing else like it.  I think there may even be a movie or two about it. 

Friday night started the season for this year, and of course, we were there in our new Season Ticket Seats.  Some things have changed since I was a student; the bleachers are twice their size, and the fans gesture ”number 1″ during the school song.  But other things are the same; I still know the words to that song, and the cheerleaders dance the same dance.  The little kids run around in football jerseys and cheerleading uniforms, and parents watch both their kids and the Eagles hoping neither gets injured.

I thought that when the kids grew out of toddlerhood, these kinds of activities would be more manageable.  They would be able to entertain themselves or maybe even watch the activity we were attending.  But, in some ways it’s not working out like that.  My 8-year-old wants to wander the football stands with her friends, and check in every so often when she needs money for gatorade and ring pops.  My 6-year-old wants to actually play football, either in front of the stands, underneath the stands, or behind the stands.  My 3-year-old wants the cheerleaders to throw him one of those little footballs, and does not understand why we have to wait for a touchdown to even have the opportunity to MAYBE catch one of those little treasures.  All of this, while my husband and I try to have complete conversations with our own friends.  Social Multi-tasking.  That’s what I call it, but I’d like to know if I’m following the rules. 

What is the protocol for kid wandering and behavior at the football games?  I keep a pretty close eye on mine, but feel like a helicopter mom in the process. 

Despite all the spastic coming and going, there were a few moments where we all were taken in by the Magic of Friday Night.  My 8-year-old started mimicking the drill team’s choreography.  My 6-year-old watched in amazement as a football player took off his helmet and picked up his drumsticks to march with the band.  And, my 3-year old snuggled in my lap during the 4th quarter, wishing hard for one of those little footballs.  We have at least a million more Friday Nights in our future, and I’m looking forward to all of them; the kids are too, already plotting against me.