How did we spend our first night of Fall....at a high school football game
watching this sweet little girl shake her booty.
This is a MAJOR case of karma coming back to bite me. Me the anti-cheerleader (to the point of making fun of them) might have a future cheerleader on my hands.
After Paisley finished cheer camp last weekend she told me that she had lots of fun but didn't want to cheer in front of everyone at the game (tonight). Then around Wednesday she starting asking when the game was and she started to get excited. Fast forward to game time tonight: when it was time to leave she cried because she was having so much fun she didn't want to go. She even asked when she could cheer at another game. (Guess it is time to sign her up for soccer before it is too late - just kidding - a little. Paisley can be whatever she wants even if it is a cheerleader.)
While Little Miss Paisley Pie was down on the field having the time of her life Ryder and I cheered her on from the stands.
and ate snacks.
And yes, he has a new cut on his eye.
Mr. Fearless jumped from his bed to hers. He missed the bed but caught his eye on the bed frame. Never a dull moment!