We had to buy my older son, Donny, who's eleven, some football gear. It was surprisingly challenging. Especially since I never bought football gear before. Ever. I really don't know anything about it.
The boys had fun trying on helmets. Turns out, you need a helmet that hurts, just a little, and one that won't move when you shake your head and you can't fit a finger between it and your forehead. Did you know that? They also have pads inside the helmet. Cheeks pads and such.
And, oh my gosh, there was this one kid trying on helmets, and he got a helmet STUCK on his head. STUCK. It took a dad and two store employees to pry it off. It was not a pretty sight.
Then, I had to go potty.
When you're in a stall, you should look at the ceiling.
You wanna know why?
Because once I was in a fancy hotel or restaurant bathroom with my mom, and she told me to look at the ceiling. I did, and my mouth dropped open. The ceiling was mirrored. We could see in EVERY stall. No privacy. And it was a nice establishment!!
So, now I look at bathroom ceilings. Paranoia, I guess.
While I was sitting on the toilet, I decided to take a picture of my foot.
Doesn't everyone take photos of their feet on the potty?
See, I told you I painted my toes blue.
They match my newish flip-flops.
Those pink ankle beads were a gift in a Pinkalicious swap I participated in online.
You should sign up for those when you see them.
I wonder what my bathroom stallmates thought I was taking pictures of?
Then, after I washed my hands...
what, you doubt I washed my hands?
Anyway, I decided to take a picture of myself, in the bathroom mirror.
You do that too, right?
I wanted to catalog my new hair style.
Am I too old to wear braided pigtails?
Wait, don't answer that.
When I came out of the bathroom, I found Remy playing with Donny's shoulder pads.
Remy wanted some sooooo bad.
But, they were like $50, and I wasn't about to buy him some if he didn't NEED them.
Donny needed them.
Did you know they sell slot machines at Academy?
My boys wanted to buy these.
How fun would that be?
They also sell these. Go-carts.
My boys also wanted them.
NO, we did not buy one.
When we got home, Donny put his near gear on.
Doesn't he look tough?
I can't believe my baby's going to be playing football.
My first born.
My little Donny-bear.