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MUD on your pants

I got a call from the school nurse today…"uh, oh – maybe we haven't escaped the bugs flying around" I thought.

Not sick, she assured me…very healthy!

Let me go back…Jacob plays football EVERY DAY at recess with a bunch of boys in his grade.  EVERY DAY.  When I ask "how was your day?" he always answers about how the "game" was at recess.  Interceptions, touchdowns, receivers and quarterbacking are his first gauges for how his day was.

So today he scored a touchdown and in the process, muddied up his pants and went to the nurse.  He needed me to bring him a new pair (against my better "love and logic" judgment). 

When I dropped them off he said, "but Mom!  at least I scored!".

Pretty cute, that one.  He really thinks he's going to play in the NFL after his mission and college.  And he's worried about making sure the timing of it all works out just so.  And when he retires he wants to compete in the Bassmaster Classic. 

Quite a plan…

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  1. Julie Sivley Avatar
    Julie Sivley

    I seriously felt like I was reading a story about Brock. Same EXACT thing. I get the whole rundown of the football game at recess. How many pick six’s he got, etc. Funny. And Brock is FOR SURE going to be in the NFL. He’s already told me he’s buying me a house when he makes it big. Maybe they can go big together! A boy can dream, right?

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  2. Laura Garner Avatar
    Laura Garner

    That’s a pretty good one! That really is adorable. I love the, “Mom at least I scored” card he pulled! Very cute.

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  3. Scott Dalebout Avatar
    Scott Dalebout

    Meredith,
    Someday you’ll come to understand the importance of scoring a touchdown. Just last week, at spring training in Phoenix, my brother knotted his head and broke his glasses in a game of hot box. His justification? He just had to be safe. I understood completely.
    On Jacob’s behalf, thanks for dropping off the pants. Your better judgement will someday be lined with boy understanding…maybe

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