I say Awesomel! You say Small Town!
AWESOME!
SMALL TOWN!
You've got to lean into it when you shout...
Friday night, Robb and I attended the football game so we could watch Meri march with the band. We're band parents... Leon was at his mommy's for the night.
I called Maddy just before the band played the school songs, to see where she was. She acted a little agitated that I'd called and said that she's in Iowa and doesn't know what mile marker. She'll see us when she sees us.
Okey dokey... I figured she'd gotten a later start than she wanted to.
Two minutes later I saw her walking past the bleachers looking for us.
She had wanted to surprise us!
And she did! And JUST in time to watch the pre-show!
If you've never sat near the high school kids section during a football game, I don't recommend it. Robb and I had learned our lesson a LONG time ago, so we typically sit at the 50 yard line.
Sitting with Maddy was like sitting with them... But more fun!
She sang the school song LOUDLY, spelled out every single letter with the shouting, sang along and did actions along with the cheerleaders and insisted I stand up and shout with her, chilling off my butt effectively.
It was a cold night... and nobody ELSE'S parents were standing up for this cheer...
Robb had to leave to pick up Ryan but was going to be back in time for the half time show. They watched it from the entry way, so as soon as Meri's band got done playing their songs, which were great btw! the second half of the game was about to start and Maddy and I got up to gather our things. I had been recording the last song and set my camera on the bleacher beside us. I grabbed my purse, bleacher seat and struggled with the blankets with Maddy and we headed out.
She was stopped every few feet to hug an old classmate or teacher or parent of an old friend... I've never been hugged at a football game... Well, not by people who weren't related to me!
We picked up Meri at the school "money" door, dubbed that by Maddy's many years of being dropped off and picked up and having food and/or money delivered to that door while she was in band, play, whatever... and then headed home.
When we got there, I couldn't find my camera. It wasn't in my purse, Maddy's purse, nor the car.
ARGGHHH!!!!!! I will NOT lose another camera! Plus I needed it for Saturday's activities which I'll get into tomorrow.
So I figured I left it on the bleacher... DANG! I high tailed it back to the football field immediately, getting there just as tens of people were leaving the bleachers.
We're a small school, compared to some.
I went to where we were sitting and saw nothing. I went to the concession stand and saw a few people I knew. Ok I knew all of them... "Did anyone turn in a camera??..."
"Yep! Here it is! I went through the pictures and saw a lot of your grandson that I'd seen on Facebook! I was going to call you tomorrow." This from the cousin of one of Robb's best friends from high school, who also happened to be the mother of Maddy's prom date from Senior year.
It pays to live in small town Iowa!!
And to plaster pictures all over Facebook...
1 comment:
So funny!! Living in a small town sounds excellent!
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