Monday, September 8, 2008
Matt posted the story I'm about to retell on his blog also.
Last night we arrived home from a family gathering at about 10:00 or so. Matt and I heard the tv on and each asked the other, "Did you turn on the tv?" Neither of us had, so we assumed that it was the only other member of our family qualified to do such a job. Leah. Matt went out to the family room,turned off the tv and sat down at the computer. Next thing I hear is a sweet little voice saying, "Football." Leah had been watching football, Matt had left the television on some sports channel. I asked Matt if he'd heard what she said.
MATT: "What Leah?"
LEAH: "Daddy, I wanna watch football."
MATT: "Oh come here," as he picks her up and gives her a giant hug.
At least he's gotten one of us into his obsession. All weekend Leah was shouting at the television with her dad. Yes, football season is upon us and I have two huge fans in the household. During any game that's on, you can count on Leah copying anything her dad is saying to the tv. She'll yell, "Touchdown," and "Go Cougars, "even if they aren't playing.
Maybe Leah should take the other BYU ticket this season.
Oh and by the way...
It doesn't matter how you slice or dice it... a win's still a win.