Learned something yesterday
Toddlers do not make good Superbowl-watching buddies.
Michael was good through the first quarter of the NY Giants / NE Patriots Superbowl. This was when we were eating Lay's Garden Tomato & Basil Flavored Potato Chips (YUMMY SO GOOD!!!). After we polished a bowl off, he said "more ... MORE." I figured Superbowl comes only once a year, and it's an American tradition to sit in front of a big screen TV and eat lots of junk food, so why not. We finished another bowl and Michael (with grubby chip/salt/flavor covered fingers demanded "more ... MORE ... MORE!!!"
He rarely eats junk food, but I had already hyped him up about football and sitting with Daddy and eating junk food, so I went and got another bowl.
We ended up going through 3 bowls between the two of us. He's pretty darn good and attentive when he's eating something he likes. While he was eating chips, he silently listened to me explain the game, the teams, and he watched so attentively as he fed his face.
Figured at some point I was going to get in trouble with wife or his grandparents for giving him so many potato chips, so I cut him off after the 3rd bowl of chips. This was right around the end of the first quarter.
Of course that's when the Michael-on-best-behavior stopped. After the first quarter, the game-watching experience went downhill as Michael was climbing all over me, running up to the TV and putting his face in front of it, playing with the remote, and generally making it difficult to watch the game.
Michael was good through the first quarter of the NY Giants / NE Patriots Superbowl. This was when we were eating Lay's Garden Tomato & Basil Flavored Potato Chips (YUMMY SO GOOD!!!). After we polished a bowl off, he said "more ... MORE." I figured Superbowl comes only once a year, and it's an American tradition to sit in front of a big screen TV and eat lots of junk food, so why not. We finished another bowl and Michael (with grubby chip/salt/flavor covered fingers demanded "more ... MORE ... MORE!!!"
He rarely eats junk food, but I had already hyped him up about football and sitting with Daddy and eating junk food, so I went and got another bowl.
We ended up going through 3 bowls between the two of us. He's pretty darn good and attentive when he's eating something he likes. While he was eating chips, he silently listened to me explain the game, the teams, and he watched so attentively as he fed his face.
Figured at some point I was going to get in trouble with wife or his grandparents for giving him so many potato chips, so I cut him off after the 3rd bowl of chips. This was right around the end of the first quarter.
Of course that's when the Michael-on-best-behavior stopped. After the first quarter, the game-watching experience went downhill as Michael was climbing all over me, running up to the TV and putting his face in front of it, playing with the remote, and generally making it difficult to watch the game.
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