"Lo, Children Are An Heritage of the LORD: and the Fruit of the Womb is His Reward" - Psalm 127:3
Saturday, October 4, 2014
Friday night at the high school homecoming football game, the youth football players were introduced. First, they lined up to high-five the varsity players as they came onto the field.
My ten year old is in the orange section there, but he's behind another player so you can't actually see him.
After the high school players made it onto the field, they lined up to high-five the youth players. It was hard to get a good picture because they are so much shorter than the varsity players, so you'll have to just trust me that he's running through there :)
Our son is the first orange blur :) It was getting dark and I tried to zoom in. Guess that didn't work.
All the youth players are in the center of this mass, with varsity all around them, and middle school on the outside. They were jumping and chanting like football players do :) Lots of energy on the field.
The band performed the national anthem.
And then we were on to the game - unfortunately playing the team that will probably take state this year.
Oh - and another cool thing. Our band marches now. Remember the last post I mentioned that they just got real uniforms? Well, we're moving up in the world. Probably won't be invited to the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade for a few more years, but I was impressed :)
Then this morning, it was the the young kids' turn. We're done with 8 man ball and are on to 11-man, where only 4th and 5th graders get to play. Now the kids are all on the green team. They played against Jackson Hole (in the orange and black).
They played really well and it was a fun game to watch.
I saw these cleats and thought they were pretty cool. Reminds me of that commercial from years ago when the football player got a concussion and said, "I'm batman." I think it was a Snickers commercial or something like that. I saw another player with Superman cleats but didn't get a picture of those.
It was sunny, but extremely windy. Papa and Bugga did make it to the game with us though, which was nice. She's gone through a few rough months healthwise, so we were really glad she could make it to the game.
The five year old insisted on bringing his monkey along. If you don't believe me about the wind, here's proof. If we didn't hold onto or attach the monkey to something, it would roll onto the field.
We won the game 18-8 - woohoo! In case you're wondering about the scoreboard, they played 6 quarters, so all the smaller kids could have a chance to play. The starters played the first 4 quarters...
... then collapsed on the sideline ;)
We had a fun time watching.
... and snacking.
The five year old took the camera and came back to tell me he was taking pictures of shadows :)
Pretty hard work being a football player :) Good job!!
I'm a born again believer in my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ the Son of God. I am a very happily married wife and a homeschooling mom of five of the greatest kids in the world. We live in a little mountain town in Wyoming, which we love. I enjoy reading and studying God's Word, homeschooling my treasures from Heaven, sewing and doing all sorts of crafts.
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"The Bible calls debt a curse and children a blessing; but in our culture, we apply for a curse and reject blessings. Something is wrong with this picture." Doug Phillips
Lo, children are an heritage of the LORD: and the fruit of the womb is his reward. Psalm 127:3
Cleaning and scrubbing can wait till tomorrow... For babies grow up, we've learned to our sorrow... So quiet down cobwebs, dust go to sleep... I'm rocking my baby and babies don't keep!!
You may have tangible wealth untold: Caskets of jewels and coffers of gold. Richer than I you can never be - I had a Mother who read to me. ~ Stricklan Gillilan