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Willow's first Super Bowl

I'm a sports fan, which means Willow will be a sports fan, right?
Of course I'm right (despite Mommy being nowhere close to being a sports fan).
So far she's watched the baseball playoffs and UK basketball games with me. Well, she was in the same room with me at times during those games.
And on Sunday she watched her first Super Bowl.
OK, it's true she spent most of that time reading the newspaper with Mommy (that is trying to rip the paper from Mommy's hands), but I sensed she cared what Daddy was doing.
Oh, who am I kidding.
She didn't care.
I think she looked up when a baby or animal took to the screen during commercials. (She DID NOT, however, look up when my beloved Jerry Seinfeld pranced around on the tube, GASP!)
But the weekends belong to Mommy, and that's where Willow prefers to cling. And I do realize that Mommy is roughly 343 times more fun than Daddy most of the time, especially during games.
But I'm not giving up yet; there's a lot of childhood left (yeah, she's not even 9 months old!).
So I'll bide my time and watch my games. I'm sure we'll make it to a ballpark or two in that time.
And Daddy's favorite time of year is coming up.
Opening Day is a mere two months away!
I know my passion will rub off on her then.
Right?
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