Tuesday, August 16, 2005

Suiting up for Football

My hubby called and advised that he would not be home in time to suit up Fuzzy for football practice.  Today is the first day of football practice in FULL pads and practice uniform.

I have to do it.

Okay.  At 5:10pm suiting up for football began. 

Fuzzy drops his drawers and rips off his shirt, he is now stark naked.

Jock.  Check.

Girdle, with hip and butt pads.  Check.

Under Armour t-shirt (specifically made for hot days under your football gear).  Check.

Football practice pants, with thigh and knee pads.  Check.

Tuck shirt into pants.  Check.

Lace up pants front and secure belt.  Check.

Rib cage protector jacket.  Check.

Shoulder pads.  Check.

Practice jersey.  Check.

Helmet with chin strap and mouth piece ready to go.  Check.

Okay, we are finally done.  Fuzzy prances around, for his brother, his grandpa and me.  Shows us his planned end-zone, post-touchdown victory dance.

Then, this darling child/man turns to me and says, "Hey, how do I pee in this stuff?"

I say, "Duh, you have to take off all the bottom layers, just like normal, but now you have THREE layers, why???  Please don't tell me you didn't pee before we did all this and NOW you DO?"

"Sorry Mom, I gotta go!" says Fuzzy.

Let me just say that I guess doing it all TWICE means I am really well practiced for tomorrow!!! 

These are surely the moments of my life now, that I will miss the most when they are all grown.  I love sharing this way, I will never forget them!

Fuzzy is at practice with his dad and the house is buzzing with some new kids.  Never a dull moment around here. 

Hammer and his two friends are playing video games.

Pumpkin Muffin and hers are making poetry books at the dining room table and singing the new Hilary Duff song, "Wake Up" over and over and over for my musical enjoyment!

I will miss this, I will miss this, I will miss this, someday! ;-D

Be well,
Dawn

12 comments:

Anonymous said...

LOL What a sight!

Hugs,
Susan

Anonymous said...

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Anonymous said...

I'm just going to say ..........LOL
Lu

Anonymous said...

LMAO!!!!!!!!! Gotta love 'em!!!!!!!
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Anonymous said...

ROTFLMHO!  yes dear you truly WILL miss all of this some day.  Believe me, as you look back from that empty nest, you will have tears in your eyes for these good ol' days lol.
loving you
karyl

Anonymous said...

Believe me you will look back and miss it.  Laugh and love a lot...Sandi http://journals.aol.com/sdoscher458/LifeIsFullOfSurprises

Anonymous said...

Hey my son and daughter are in middle school, and I still have to help them with their football equiopment.  It never ends.

Anonymous said...

Oh my lol something to bring up when he gets older.

Deb

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Anonymous said...

I loved this entry! It made me smile...and it reminded me all over again just how precious our children are. Not too many moments pass that I do not revel in the two people my husband and I created. I will be returning to your journal!

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Anonymous said...

Sounds like you're trying to convince yourself,  I will miss this,  I will miss this...HA!  I do the same thing.  Right when I've reached the end of my rope,  I curl up on the floor and say,
I love my kids,  I love my kids,  I love my kids....

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