Ahhh, Thanksgiving is now a thing of the past. I feel many pounds heavier, but thoroughly enjoyed all of the turkey, stuffing, mashed potatoes, homemade rolls, Oreo balls, pumpkin pie, pumpkin pie squares, and pumpkin cheesecake. (Can you tell I like pumpkin?) The priceless moment doesn't come from sitting around the dinner table eating though. It comes from a simple game of football. The team consisted of my two boys, my two nephews and two nieces. Six cousins that don't get to see each other nearly enough, running around in sub-freezing temperatures, getting grass stained clothes, playing football with a basketball. Priceless!
I can't help but mention my little 2 1/2 year old nephew, who is the cutest thing you've ever seen, playing football with my youngest son. They also didn't even have a football, but that didn't stop my nephew. He got down in his linebacker stance, and tackled anything standing in his way. I think he could have played this game for hours, if he found a willing body to tackle. It's just a shame he's been taught to be a Bears fan. Instead of rooting for Brian Urlacher or Devin Hester, he should be cheering on Dwight Freeney or Bob Sanders. Oh well!
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