Saturday we took Joseph to the UNC/ECU game. In the week leading up I didn't have that little voice in the back of my head saying "this is a bad idea." No, instead it was jumping up and down on my shoulder smacking me in the side of the head with a two by four yelling at me, "THIS IS A BAD IDEA. THIS IS A BAD IDEA. YOU STOOPID IDIOT. THIS IS GOING TO BE AWFUL." Joseph doesn't like to be held and will fight you to the end to get down on the ground to crawl around and find something dangerous. So I just knew we were in for a four hour wrestling match. Drew wanted to take Joseph to the game so bad and said that the very thought of it brought a tear to his eye. What was I supposed to to then? I certainly was not going to send him into battle without a tag team. I'll except my Best Wife Ever crown now. So off we go. Joseph did AWESOME. The first quarter he clapped and clapped and clapped some more. Then he smiled and clapped. Then he looked serious and clapped. Then he wet his diaper and clapped. Then he looked around at the crowd and clapped. Then he looked at the field and clapped. Then he clapped at the band. He high-fived the people behind us. He did want to get down so we (GASP!) let him sit on the ground between our feet and play with drink bottles. Halfway through the second quarter he started to get really sleepy and all but feel asleep in my lap. I decided why push it and Joseph and I left at half time and strolled around campus while he slept. It was overall a really fun time and I'm glad we decided to give it a go.
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So glad you had a good time! It give me courage to take Cameron to a game! Someday... It's still hard to schedule stuff around his naps/eating/etc... but we'll get around to it! Go heels!
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