Superbowl Picnic

So last weekend was the Superbowl.

It was the first time I'd watched it. 

Not that I'm not interested in football, I was raised on college ball: my parents' alma mater Brigham Young University! GO COUGS! If you are anywhere near my parent's house when the BYU Cougars are winning, you will know. My mom's victorious "WOOOOOOOOOO!!!!" can be heard for miles.

Also, football has never been a Sunday thing for me. Again, it wasn't in our house growing up, so that's one of the things that has stayed with me as an adult.

It is different for my BIL, Bear. He's a die-hard Giants fan and watches NFL games every Sunday, often with his dad on the phone. So at Puddin's house, Superbowl Sunday is a kind of family holiday. They spread out a picnic on a sheet in the upstairs family room and attempt to enjoy a football game while trying to feed their four small uninterested children and keep them from getting food on the carpet.

Since I moved near them last year I was invited, and I had a pretty good time. Puddin' had provided a couple of pizzas (plain cheese for the kids), various chips and dips, cookies (some homemade by Bear), a veggie tray, and even soda, a holday-only treat which the kids were very excited for. She spread a large sheet over the floor to protect the carpet somewhat, brought up the paper plates and napkins, and we all settled in for a long football's match.

DaVinci happily drank his cream soda from a bottle he'd decorated as a football ref, complete with a little yellow flag in the pocket.

Three seconds after Slim got his plate with a slice of pizza, he'd tipped in exactly the right way for the pizza to land cheese-side down two inches from the edge of the sheet onto the carpet.

Deedle was excited for his mini-can of lemon-lime soda,  of which he took one sip and returned to his mother, declaring it "too spicy".

Papaya is not quite four and displayed the unsurprising lack of awareness of concepts such as "eat your food" and "stop dancing near the food" and "quiet, we're trying to watch football" that children her age are known for.

Needless to say, the famous Superbowl ads were impressive, as was the game itself, even though the Eagles won.

Looking forward to next year!

-Goosey