I made Dad promise me he would take some pics, so here's what we got (and actually, I'm kind of impressed!):
| Tailgating |
| Outside their section at the game |
| Joergen, passed out cold during the 2nd half. So it goes when you miss a nap! |
They had such a fun time cheering the Irish to another victory! I was so happy Joergen got to be there for a win. The game was a late one, though, and they got home in what seemed like the middle of the night. The following afternoon, I was getting some things done around the house when I realized that it was suddenly very quiet. Too quiet. Then I stumbled upon this little scene on the sun porch...
Like father, like son. All tuckered out from the previous day of fun and excitement.
I let them sleep for a while, and then nudged Anthony when it was time to wake up. He opened his eyes in a panic: "Oh no- where is Joergen?! He was just here a minute ago, but I must have fallen asleep!" I couldn't help but laugh... "Honey. Look down by your feet."
"Oh."
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