Well, nice of you to join us and welcome back. Oh, wait. It's me (or I for you grammarians) that's been gone for a while. Another post I'll fill you in, but the short of it is that I have been traveling like a maniac and trying to cope with migraine triggers. My diet will be a post in and of itself.
Any way, one other reason for the absence was that we had multiple sports going on at one time. I think there was actually one weekend when Christopher had basketball, football and baseball, which brings me to today's post. Flag football. He decided after the season had already started that he wanted to try football, so we did.

Don't be deceived by the bright shining sun. Most Sunday afternoons when we played, it was honking cold. I mean really cold. Like the first game was the Sunday it snowed and we didn't get out for a week. Was I missing basketball. (But I did like that we had practice and a game immediately after it and we were done for the week.)

If you look really carefully (and with a magnifying glass), you can see Christopher about to make an incredible "rip." New sport, new lingo. Rip is what the rest of us would normally call a tackle. But, they don't tackle in this sport. Except that they do....accidentally. Whatever it's called, my boy is quick.


Ok. It was just hard to get good pictures of him playing so this is just one that shows him - all of him in action.

Taking the handoff which became key. It took a couple of games for the coach to realize that even though he was probably the youngest out there, he was smart, fast and could follow directions. They combined all 10-14s so there was a bit of a size disadvantage, but Christopher made up for it. He got the listening award and the enthusiasm medals. That's my Christopher.



Great pics. Love the grammar comment. ;)
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