Super Bowl Fun

We're really not football enthusiasts. We keep waiting for a team that we have a connection to so we can root for them. So far, there really hasn't been one. We don't have any football teams in our town, and we don't know anyone through six degrees of separation who plays for a pro team. But Superman read that the coach of the Colts was pro-life, so we decided to go ahead and root for them.

We have a Super Bowl party every year with the kids even though we don't watch football at any other time. Superman thinks it's important to make sure the kids know how to "yell at the t.v." and "pretend like we're really into it" while guzzling down root beer and stuffing our faces with chips and dip.

Yesterday was fun. The kids made it through the first half pretty well. Then they took all the balloons I had blown up out to the backyard and popped them all. Apparently that was more fun than watching a bunch of guys ram into each other.

Here's N admiring her "beer":

And M-Dog:

Mr. C:

J-Man (isn't this the cutest picture? I can just see the grown man in him oozing out...):

Showing his incredible muscles:

Daddy cuddling with M-Dog and N...can you see how blue Superman's eyes are??






We're men!