My kids are usually oblivious to sporting events. But when the Seattle Seahawks went to the Super Bowl, the levels of fandom reached such a fever pitch that even my kids seemed aware of what was going on. Impressive!
I mean, how can they ignore the sports life when we pass things like this on the freeway?
And how can I not coo with admiration when William brings home these kind of drawings from school?
We had a Super Bowl party that involved finally roasting the discount spare turkey that had been lurking in our freezer since November, and turning it into awesome sandwiches with homemade pesto and really good baguettes. Our friends came over, and we ate and ate and talked and talked . . . and some time after homecoming, we got around to turning on the game.
Only to find . . . that with the Seahawks up 20-0, the game was pretty much over. Poor Ghost Horses!
It was still fun to jump up and down in our blue & green duds. And when it was all over, we had a sing-along to as many Frozen music videos we could find on the internet.
Somewhere in the middle of all this, we even had a discussion of how the lyrics to “Let it Go” could ostensibly be sung about toddler toilet training. And that’s how the sports is done at Casa Camisas.