Well, it has happened.
My Sundays will never be the same.
Normally, when my husband works, I like to spend Sunday playing with the boys around the house.
We take our time getting out of our pjs. We have a long breakfast. We go for a beach walk.....
Here is my new normal:
"Mama when is the Giants game on?
Who are they playing?
Can we watch it now?
Why don't you like commercials?
Can I wear my helmet?
Can I tackle Jesse? Can Jesse tackle me?
Why are the Giants wearing white today?
Where is Eli?
What are they doing now Mama........"
Sigh.
Babies don't know Sunday means football.
But little boys do....
Where is the time going?!
