Friday Night Lights

Go TIGERS!

Tonight was a surreal experience for me.  We took the kids to the high school football game and the memories came flooding back for me.  I was not a cheerleader or pom or even in the band back then (although, how COOL are they?) so I usually didn't want to be at the game on a Friday night. I wanted to be with my friends.

My brothers both played football when I was a junior and I was able to tolerate going to the games then.  I do recall one really memorable time when we were at an out of town game and we brought home made fried burritos. It was cold and we had a cooler full of nice warm burritos...and a nice warm blanket.

The routine for Friday nights was usually us kids being dragged to Po Folks for dinner (anybody remember that place?) and then we had to sit in the bleachers and endure the game for what seemed like forever. I know, poor me, right? Having to have forced family time.

Well, now we're starting that with our family.

Emi and a friend

Emi didn't mind as there were many of her friends from school at the game. There was a big group of them with their principal actually, and they got to run out onto the field towards the end of the game (or maybe it was halftime, not sure as I was having trouble concentrating with all of the stomping and yelling and walking around in the bleachers)....

Why so serious, David? 

It was funny to me (that Aubri's peace sign didn't come through her mitten)

David and Aubri were okay part of the time, but they didn't understand why they couldn't run around like big sister. I think they realized how unsafe it was tromping around in the stands when a kid fell down beside us and another girl fell down behind us. She literally lost her pickle (I think my shirt still has pickle juice embedded in it) when she tumbled. Poor girl! Those cold bleaches hurt on impact....or even just sitting on them.

There were a lot of questions about why the teams ran through the blow up tunnel and then why did they take the the tunnel back down. They seemed to really enjoyed the halftime show with the band, and so did I. I never thought about how much effort went into practicing the songs and choreographing the routines while I was in high school.  I'm glad I have the opportunity to appreciate that now.

Daddy had a good time!

We left after the 3rd quarter and I heard we lost.  ;.( Hoping to squeeze in another game this season and maybe we'll just show up with a cooler full of home made goodies too!