I put Andrew down to sleep last night and ended up falling asleep right around half time but at some ungodly this morning when Andrew got up Jen let me know that the Saints had won.
When I got out of bed this morning to go to the bathroom Alex spotted me from his room and came running up behind me like a mad man and scared me half to death but he was ready to explode with excitement.
“Dad! Dad! Guess what? The Saints won the game! The Saints scored 27 points and the Eagles scored 24. We won!”
After that I had to go outside and get the paper so he could look at the pictures and the scoring summary. He likes to look at the scoring summary by quarter and read it out loud to me.
“In the first quarter we got 3 points and the Eagles got 0.” “We” always refers to the team he was cheering for. “Then in the second quarter we only got 10 points and the Eagles got 14, but that’s ok. Then in the 3rd quarter we got 14 and the Eagles only got 7. We did better then the Eagles. Then in the forth quarter we didn’t get any points and the Eagles got 3 but we won the game.”
Jen said they both stayed up until the very end of the game like true fans which was sometime around 10:30 last night so I suspect that sometime today Alex is going to to meltdown from exhaustion.