I grew up as an Army Brat....which for those who don't know is a child of a parent in the Army who usually
I admit I totally have brainwashed my son...he is a die-hard, bleed carolina blue Tarheel fan! And he got to see the home team whoop up on the NC State Wolfpack on Wednesday night.
He seemed nervous, but then got all into the game and was screaming and yelling and clapping and chest bumping his cousin on good plays. My sister and her family have season tickets to the basketball games so they often don't stay for the whole game (since their kids are 6, 4 and 2). At halftime, my nephew started asking when we were leaving. In a very cute but VERY serious manner, my sweet son looked at me and said, "We are NOT leaving this place until it is over!" I love him! We did stay til the bitter end and had a grand time!
The sweet cousins left at home for the night had a wonderful time too...we think!
Make believe and make-up made up for the fact that these sweet little ones were not able to attend the game with us (though Caroline did cry pretty dramatically when we walked out the door!) :)
My family (minus Mark who did not go with us) had a great time...the kids absolutely love their cousins and it makes their mama and her sister really wish we lived closer! My sweet sister wore me out. I just want that known...she is on the go...all the time and there were no "stay in your pajamas and drink coffee all morning" mornings. So today...I have deemed it that day....At 1:56pm, I am proud to say, that I am still in my pajamas and it feels good! (I even went out and to the bank in them...major accomplishment for me). I love pajama days!