We don’t let Dash watch TV. That is to say he only watches basketball, football, golf, and the occasional Blue’s Clues. One day when he got up from his nap I had Project Runway on to see who had won at the end of the Miss Piggy episode. I figured the cross-cultural episode would be ok for the 5 minutes that were left. Dash came in, sat in his little chair with his cup of milk, stared at the TV for about 30 seconds. Then he turned to me and asked, “fu-bol?” Could he be anymore like his dad? He now can say Tebow and Manning. My pride overflows. (I kid. It is really cute when you ask, “who plays football?” and he answers, “Tebow!”)
Anyhow, we will of course be watching the Super Bowl this year and Dash I’m sure will be taking it all in with his dad. At least until bedtime.
“Practicing” for the big game: