Nov 19 2008
Party boy
We had a party for Paul's coworkers over the weekend. This meant getting the house cleaned up, food bought and prepared (even though we had it catered), chairs set up, and making sure coolers were filled with drinks and ice.
It also meant dressing up in our Broncos finery since we were planning to watch the game. Paul picked out one of his Broncos Super Bowl t-shirts. I chose a button up Broncos shirt from the '80s that I had found in a thrift store. The old logo is very retro and "old school."
(Our friend, Big Dave and his family came in their Kansas City Chiefs shirts, since that's who the Broncos were playing. His daughter Becca, a true rebel at five, came in her pink Broncos shirt. Got to love her spirit.)
I don't know if Nathan was nervous about people coming over or just very excited since I found him standing in the middle of his room, deep in thought, and wearing just his underpants. He was trying to decide between three outfits -- two kinds of long pants, one pair of shorts, a too-small Hawaiian shirt, two t-shirts, and two different pairs of shoes. Nathan was beginning to panic, so I came in to help.
Due to the chilly weather, we quickly eliminated the sandals and shorts. Since the Hawaiian shirt was too small, I told him to wear the Broncos t-shirt. Instead he chose the "Blame my sister" t-shirt and opted to change into his Broncos shirt during the game.
Gosh, at six-and-a-half (as he likes to remind me) he's already acting like a teenager on date night. Lucky kid, as long as it fits, he looks good in just about anything. Wish I could say the same.
