As you most know-- I . Love . Football . My family loves football, my dear-sweet husband loves football and as should my kid. AND being she is my chic-child, Mommy must have her dressed to the -T- sporting her Redskin's Jersey (bc I am unable to find a toddler Minnesota Jersey, dont worry, its coming), Jeans, new kicks etc.
We are out shopping the first Sunday of Football Kickoff Season, Skins v. Cowboys play that evening, so we are doing errands, ie. picking up chips, salsa, wings, booze, the works. We stop in Arby's for lunch and walk in. Mady is standing beside AK and I as two little boys, ages guesstimated between 3-5. They look directly at her, point, laugh and begin:
"Redskins .. DEADSKINS"
"Your team SUCKS Little girl!!"
"Booooooo Redskins" etc etc.
Mady is smiling, 100% oblivious that she is being picked on. I find myself burning holes into these tiny kids heads by my looks. (Full-blown protective mommy-mode.. this is new to me.) Finally, the parents chuckle and tell them to stop. It doesn't work at all.. they persist.
Eventually she looks up at both of us, confused because I think she is catching on that these kids are apparently NOT her friends... She looks back at them, looks at us and finally... my baby girl takes the high road.
She throws both arms stright up in the air for "TOUCHDOWN" Laughs her head off hysterically and reaches for our hand and we move on.
I was so proud of my 18mo. You go girl, way to be the bigger person.... I bet those obnoxious Cowboy fans were quite disappointed that night when we beat them 14-9!! Whoop, Whoop!!
