Go Hawks!

Congratulations to the Seahawks! I proudly wore my jersey today even though I took some crap from some complete strangers. Always gotta root for the home team. I sat and watched the game, by myself, beer in hand, hootin' and hollerin' so much that the dogs were looking at me like I was crazy!

Brandon and the kids were on the mountain today so I recorded the game for him. We watched it tonight and although Logan isn't thrilled about watching 3 hours of football he does like the game...mostly the hitting part! While we watched the game Logan asked when he gets to play football. "When you're a bit older buddy," I said, "Daddy wants to make sure you've grown a bit, but don't worry you'll get to play." He seemed content with that. A few minutes later he said, "After I get to start playing I'm going to be really good...better than those guys (pointing to the screen)...and I want to play for the Seahawks."

I'm so envious of the goals that my kids set for themselves. They are young, they still believe that they have the capability to do whatever they want to be. I wish I still had that. I wish that grown-ups could have that more easily. I'm trying to see that. I'm trying to see that what I'm doing now doesn't necessarily direct what I'll be doing tomorrow. I want to go back to school. Brandon wants to go back to school. I want Brandon to go back to school. We are NOT going to lose the "I can be whatever I want to be" line of thinking....we're not!