This morning while I was making 2 pots of soup (one to freeze) the babe was helping me.
Cutest little helper I’ve ever seen…
So last night at football practice we had our first major injury. He’s fine and I did not NOT have a heart attack….well not a major heart attack.
Oh, you thought I meant POOTIE’s first injury….oh no, that would have made too much sense. NO, the baby got hurt at football practice.
He fell into the fire hydrant near the field. He walks around and around this thing all the time – yesterday, he fell – head first into it.
No stitches – just a butterfly bandage. He’ll be fine.
Dang football – I just knew someone was going to get hurt!
Pootie survived his first football game. His team won 34-7. He was 4 for 4 on the extra point kicks. (I keep calling them free kicks, can’t turn the soccer lingo off ya know.)
I was a wreck. 100% wreck.
But here he is looking super cute in his outfit. That’s him on the right, number 24.
and here he is taking the “kick off kick”…
and here he is at the pep rally earlier in the day…(gotta love his school being near the power lines, haha) the boy he is standing next to is our neighbor and he is in 7th grade and is like 6 feet something tall. Hense the size difference….