Grand final time. In all honesty I don't look forward to soccer season at all because it mucks up my whole Saturday schedule. I look forward even less to the grand final game because it invariably goes for 10 times longer than a normal game and the supporters usually behave like morons. This particular day it was blowing an absolute GALE, freezing and the game was being held right at William's rest time *sigh* Anyway - being the (clears throat) supportive wife I am William and I bundled up and went along anyway. They lost. However the positives were - the game didn't go overtime, while it was windy we were somewhat protected by a building, Steve's not one of those guys who goes in to a bad mood for hours or days if he loses a game and William kept his smile in place the whole time before falling asleep on the way home.
Due to William's cuteness my smile was not forced by this stage
We love you number 11!!
How William kept himself entertained mid game when watching grown men
kick a ball, fall over and yell at each other grew a little old....
Never mind Daddy - you're still a hero to me!
and I'm done....
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