monday night i took logan to a basketball game, csulb vs sfsu. while neither team was very impressive, we both managed to have a great time. he was pretty overwhelmed initially, lots of people, bright lights and a giant modern pyramid tend to have that affect on people.we watched the game for the first 10 minutes until Logan started getting a little antsy. then i started pointing out stuff around us to keep him entertained....retired jerseys, giant scoreboard, the 49er mascot, and the cheerleaders. any guesses on his favorite? yep, the cheerleaders. only he liked to call them "dancing ladies". and although that reference is accurate, it just doesn't have a good ring to it. the rest of the night all he would say was "daddy, when are the dancing ladies coming back?" trust me, they were not that impressive.
we moved closer to the floor at halftime, got ourselves a cold diet coke, and resumed watching the basketball game/dancing ladies. soon enough it was time to go home and put the party animal to bed...plus logan was pretty tired too.
from what i hear, the following morning logan kept telling his mom "when it gets dark tonight daddy will come home and take me to see the dancing ladies". i have no idea what trisha thought the first time she heard that, but i can imagine it was not good and involved the packing of bags! she called me after she dropped him off at school and i quickly explained exactly what he meant. crisis averted.
atta boy son, att a boy.
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cute blog!
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