Charlie's First Georgia Game

A couple of weeks ago, Charlie finally completed a Flynn rite of passage: his first Georgia Bulldogs football game!  It's just over a 3 hour drive to Athens and so he and John got an early start that day (not to mention a late end).  They got to tailgate with Grandpa Flynn, Jarom and Laura and their four boys.   

 He loved throwing the football around with his cousins Liam, Tipton and Hyrum.

By the time the game started, he was worn out.  But he caught a second wind around halftime and even yelled with Daddy and Grandpa.  He has the cheer memorized: "GOOOOOO DAWGS!  SIC' EM!  WOOF!  WOOF!  WOOF!"

"When I Was a Boy . . ."

Last week during dinner, John and I were talking about TV.  Charlie jumped in and said, "When I was a boy, we didn't have TV."  I vaguely remember a character on "Clifford" saying something like this (or not . . . PBS cartoons make me sleepy).  For whatever reason, Charlie starts every other sentence with "When I was a boy . . . ."  They're pretty funny.  Here's just a sample:

"When I was a boy, my panda (a stuffed one) was real and he growed and growed and growed until he was big like me."  (Kinda weird since this panda is huge and bigger than him to begin with . . .)

"When I was a boy, I didn't have a Mom and Dad.  I had to get my chocolate milk all by myself."

"When I was a boy, you were a baby, Mom.  I drove you around in my car and drove really fast.  You liked it.  Then I took you home and built you a babysitter."  (For whatever reason, he thought a "babysitter" was a couch where babies sit.  I'm not joking--he seriously thought that's what it meant.)

"When I was a boy, I had a hair dryer."

"When I was a boy, we had bikes.  We rode them around and around.  Boy, we had fun."

"When I was a boy, I sang this song to go to sleep: 'Roses don't grow at bedtime . . .'" (Er, yeah.  Those are the only words to the song.  Hee!)

Last week, we caught a flu virus.  It was horrible.  I'm still getting over it.  It was the first time Charlie had ever been sick like that.  He called for John in the night and when he came in, Charlie said, "I swulped, Dad." John had no idea what he was talking about until he turned on the light and ew.  John said, "Oh, you threw up."  Charlie said, "Yeah.  I swulped."  I have no idea where he came up with that one!  Today he told me that everyone needs "frow-up dryers."  I asked him what that was and he said, "It's a gun that gets all the frow-up ("throw-up") off of people."  I could have used a "frow-up dryer" a few days ago . . . yuck.  Sooo glad that's over!  I guess I feel like a "real" mom now that I survived (barely) our first stomach bug.  Not in a rush to repeat it . . . I'm going to be crazy mom with the hand sanitizer alll winter . . .