I was all jazzed for the Cardinals football game at 8:15 p.m. yesterday and kept myself busy in the kitchen making Greek meatballs for dinner and cinnamon rolls for Sunday breakfast. Dave just worked in the morning, so he and Baby Mama had a lot of baby time together yesterday. Owen slept, ate, and pooped away the day - as usual. Even before the game, the day was magical as it snowed. The forecast had called for 3-5 inches. We were snug as bugs with the fireplace going, and the aroma of cinnamon filling the air from the oven. Just prior to game time came the big moment - our littlest New Yorker donned his Cardinals garb, and he and Grammy were ready to cheer on the Red Birds. Dave's friend, Brian, an avid Giants fan, had texted Dave and wanted to know if I had my jersey on yet and said that if I put anything Cardinals "on the kid it would be child abuse." Well, Brian, this picture is for you!! Everyone went to bed just before the game was over last night; I stayed up and watched the postgame show and then went on the internet to savor the victory. Go Cardinals!!!!
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