***deep sigh***
Oh, where to start? He's my football-maniac, mesmerized by everything sports-related. For flag football, he needed gloves
His favorite team is ... ANYone who plays NFL
He can spit out the name, position, and jersey number of any player that is remotely good
He knows plays, penalties, and the purpose
He'll let you know if they "shoulda had that"
He was honestly frustrated that Jarin and I were not taking him to a Bears game
He plays with the 5th graders at recess, and scores on them
Attending only two Iowa games already this season was "just not fair"
He'd rather watch ESPN than a cartoon/movie any day
He's frustrated if you walk in front of him while he's watching a game on TV
He DVR's any games he can't stay up late enough to watch
He's infatuated!
So, here's the down side... he's also very consumed by the attire, brand names, and look of football players. He thinks he needs new shoes everytime a style is highlighted on ESPN; he wants new gloves because of the brand; he needs a new helmet that has a face mask designed like the pros; and he wants to wear shorts with tall Nike Elite socks.
Seriously, he's 6!!! We've made the deal with him that he can wear shorts if the high will be at least 60 degrees. (We all know that day isn't coming in Iowa until April!) But, today, he begged to wear shorts. Dad made him a deal that if he promised not to take off his pants, he could wear shorts underneath. Little did Cade know that daddy teaches JA at his school, and out of coincidence, Jarin ran into Cade in the hallway today.
He was wearing shorts.
I soon receive the heated phone call at work, and Jarin and I are quickly creating the "game plan" for the evening. We determined that I would continue on with my night and act as though I am not aware of "the incident"; I'd see what he's wearing at pick up, ask him about his day, and see if he mentions running into daddy today. Ultimately, we're going to find out how honest this kid really is. Oh, game is on! And mom and dad are teaming up to outsmart the boy.
Yeah, well, he played Joe Cool with me tonight and ignored the fact that he just tried to pull a fast one over on us. Then Daddy came home, and he was BUSTED!!!!
So, what witty stories are we going to be dealing with in another 10 years?
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