When we arrive at a restaurant for dinner at 4:30pm:
“There’s nobody here! I can’t believe it!”
During the Masters:
“What do the different colored shirts mean?”
“What do they do if they have to go to the bathroom?”
“It’s really cool that he won it in overtime!”
(Again…football family. It’s all we know.)
Oh, they make me so happy. So, so happy. I loved being home.