So I got out of the bathtub to discover that while I was bathing my 5 year old had found a rerun football game on tv and was sitting in the living room chanting "Ole Miss! Ole Miss!" at the top of his lungs. First, it was weird because there is just something not natural about football at 10 am in March. Second, it was odd because my guys are all Vols fans, and I didn't know Noah was aware that Ole Miss existed. And why would he care that they win? So I walked in and casually asked, "Who's playing?"
"Ole Miss and Georgia."
The SEC rivalry instinct to root for anyone playing your adversary is learned early, eh?
Posted by willa at Marzo 5, 2008 11:38 AM | TrackBackHey, did you go to Fairyland School? I went there with a Willa. My name was Christie Ensign.
Posted by: Christie at Marzo 5, 2008 05:19 PMYep, that's me! How are you, Christie? Are you still living in Chattanooga?
Posted by: willa at Marzo 5, 2008 08:23 PMHi Willa, I need to comment more often so that you know how much I think of ya....I love your blog!
Posted by: Lisa at Marzo 8, 2008 04:35 PMLately Ike has that same instinct against whatever Gid's for. I suspect that may be his only reason for wanting the new babe to be another brother.
Posted by: lynnp at Marzo 9, 2008 10:07 PMYes, Lynn, I've lately been pondering a solution to constant sibling rivalry. But at this point I think if I came up with a good plan, they'd have to award me with the the Nobel Peace Prize.
Posted by: willa at Marzo 10, 2008 11:32 AM