Wordless Wednesday - Just Need to Grow Into My Pants

 ... And brainwash him back to only wearing Tar Heel attire.  His Dad knows better than this.

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Backyard fun

Cooper enjoyed his first picnic in his fort, while Dad was busy putting together a Christmas present.

We are starting him off early in hopes of a scholarship.  Maybe he could help the Tar Heels out after that miserable ACC Tournament game against Duke. 

Look at that extension.  Maybe we should send some film to Roy so he can start scouting early.  To my non-basketball friends, I am just kidding ... maybe.  Thanks to the aunts for the basketball goal.

Cooper's First Tar Heel Game

I can't believe I hadn't been to a game since college (please no one chime in on how long that has been), and now Cooper is 3 and we hadn't taken him yet.  So, off to Charlottesville we went to hopefully see the Heels beat up on the Hoos.

Still a little on the tired side, but ready to cheer them on.

 

 

Yes, our seats were in the nose-bleed section but we actually saw two other couples there that we know from Richmond.

 He was very intent ... on finding the Cavalier mascot.  He must have asked a million times where the guy was.

Yes, Daddy let him have his first funnel cake.  He wasn't too impressed.

Neither were the Tar Heels, but they did eek out a win.

And we made it to the car just in time for a post-game crash.

I will add one more embarrassing story to the mix.  J took him to the bathroom after half-time and they ran into the UVA Dance Team.  I guess one of them waved at Cooper, and he took that as a sign that she was interested.  As they took off down the hall, Cooper started chasing them and telling his "Hotties, please wait."  I am mortified.  His father was very pleased.  And the concessionaire who witnessed it was almost falling over laughing.

Go HEELS!