The Super Bowl is coming.

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:

Super Bowl Number 1.

Last weekend Dash had his first Super Bowl experience. The Super Bowl is big in our family. To Zach it is a holiday with serious traditions that must be upheld each year. Mainly the traditions are about food – brownies, nachos and cheese dip, shrimp cocktail, and pizza. This year he agreed to add two new traditions:

Dash

 

and smoked meat.

Our friends have a smoker and are excellent and making sausage and ribs, so I hear.

Not exactly my cup of tea. I did have some of the smoked wings, though and they were delicious.

Zach was thrilled with all of it.  Dash liked hanging out with his dad and getting to watch some TV.

I think Zach is comfortable keeping these new additions to our Super Bowl traditions.