The football game the other night - I got my son a Gatorade. He wouldnt walk across the track to the bleachers to get it. Just throw it Mom. Jacob- I cant throw that far. Yes you can - so with Anns encouragement I whipped the bottle at him. I knew that one of two things was going to happen - it would either split or it would bounce and hit someone. Yep - it split! It was a pathetic sight - I admit! So I see him drinking out of the bottom of the bottle later in the game. He tells me tonight - I would really hate to see you be quarterback Mom. Well for more than that reason - so would I Jake. I see him maturing before my eyes, but occasionally the mouthy teenie bopper comes out! He said - next time why dont you have Jacobs mom throw it - I bet she could throw that far. So Ann, the next game you have my permission to throw a bottle of Gatorade at my son!!
Posted on: Wed, 17 Sep 2014 22:55:30 +0000
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