Wednesday's Wander to the Wayside: Football

This last Saturday was my six year old grandson Garrett's first ever football game, and the first time I had seen him suited up. I don't 'do' sports, but I promised him that I would go to his games and cheer him on... as long as I didn't have to understand what's going on. He's fine with that.

To see them lined up on the bench, wondering, I'm sure, when they'd get to play and how they would do, made me think of my first dance recital in grade school. Sweaty palms, dry throat, heart pounding, wondering if I would be a star or make a fool of myself.

I have no idea what was going on, but the bottom line is that Garrett's team lost.

These are the cheerleaders - they were just too cute!

This is Garrett after the game, glad it's over and proudly displaying his sweaty head, though not as proud as he was when displaying a big bruise on his arm after he took his shirt off.

Conner, who was not impresssed that his older brother was having his first football game, spent his time making new 'best friends' at the top of the bleachers...

...and this is what Conner was doing during most of the game. Soon to turn four years old, he has decided that he wants one of these for his birthday - in addition to the Handy Manny Workshop, not instead of.

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I spotted this house across the street from the school. I love stone walls and foundations, so risked getting lost in an area I'm unfamiliar with to check it out. You see these a lot in our neck of the woods, and this one in particular looks like it's very old (the fence and foundation, I mean).

I ducked into the alley behind the house to go around the block, and this is what I found ...

I'm thinking that when I have more time and there isn't so much football traffic, I will go back to this area (Chickamauga, Ga.) to see more old houses, gardens and walls. No telling what I'll find! It's also a big Civil War area, so I'd also be able to report to you about that. Until then ...