ROFLMAO! Jay is playing football again this fall and he moved up to the league where they wear full pads, helmet, etc. Tonight was the night to get the pads. He was soooo thrilled. He talked all day about getting his "gear" and how he hoped it didn't rain it out.
We arrived and waited amongst the masses--so terribly unorganized--only to find out that he's been practicing with the wrong team for a WEEK, but that didn't seem to bother him and we met his actual coaches and they were super-nice and welcomed him to the group like he was one of their own.
Anyway, long ass line after a 90-minute wait and he FINALLY comes out with his "gear" on. As I'm helping him tighten up the laces on his chest, he tells me that he likes the armor the best....yes, only my child would go get shoulder pads and end up referring to them as "armor".
Sam, meanwhile, was equally enthralled with Jay's score. He told Jay that he sure was lucky to have the cool stuff and now he could be some weird cartoon character now that he has a "two-tonned tunic" to wear. He was, of course, referring to the "armor", er, shoulder pads.
Methinks my children are geeks.
5 comments:
practicing for a WEEK with the wrong team?!?!
LMAO!!!!!!!!!!!!
That is funny, from practicing with the wrong team to their terminology. I love it.
Geeks grow up to be the best adults. :)
LOL at him practicing with the wrong team.
ROFL, man, kids are better than most drugs!
That's just fab.
Bwahahaha! It's only a matter of time before they break out the Dungeons and Dragons manuals. Not that there's anything wrong with that...
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