Anticipation ran high as I woke up to a beautiful Saturday morning and loaded the car for a 2 1/2 hour drive to see my Tristin play in his first flag football game this year. He played last year, but at 5 yrs. old, I don't think he ever really got the "hang" of it. Wow, what a difference a year makes! His Mom told me he got out of bed and started studying plays (without prodding). Now I don't profess to know much about football, but I DO know lots about little grandsons. He is not big, but he is fast. Don't even know what position he plays, but I know he's the one they hand the ball off to and I know he can run like the wind. He scored THREE touchdowns! (Well, okay, he really scored four, but they only counted three of them.) See, things like penalties I don't understand.
This is the old shirt coming off and the new going on. Thanks to Veolia Water for sponsoring his team this year.
Coach Dad helping get things adjusted a little here.
And we're ready for some action. His Mom took lots of touchdown and flag-taking pictures and I'm not going to put them here, but you get the picture. We all had such a great time and I'm just sorry I'll be working next Saturday and won't get to see him play. Sometimes life just doesn't seem fair.
Cousin Sydney came to watch !
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