My new Commanders Super Bowl era jersey arrive this past weekend. Which meant I could wear it while watching the game, and now I have to wear it every game from now on. That isn’t what the title is referring to. Eating a burrito every game day or not changing positions on the couch or other harmless superstitions are fine, but some are not.
There was a moment yesterday, when the Commanders were driving down the field, that I called my son into the room. I told him he needed to watch Jayden Daniels and then Daniels proceeded to throw multiple incomplete passes in a row. At that point I sent my son out of the room. Clearly he was bad luck. The second I invited him in all momentum stopped.
I immediately regretted my decision and tried to call him back but he wanted nothing to do with me or the game anymore. I had missed the moment and the opportunity to watch the game with my son. Which is a shame because I have been trying to get them to sit with me and watch a game forever.
The problem is my wife has no interest in watching the games with me and the kids mostly want to be with mommy. I still can’t figure this one out. I do understand that right now sports might be slightly boring for them, but we’ve got to figure out family time at home.
My wife and I both grew up in families that retreated to their own corners outside of designated family time and I’m unsure if that is healthy. It is also one of the reasons that the kid areas in the house are beyond a mess. The boys carted their magnetic tiles upstairs and have built a car city. There is no inch of floor uncovered by toys in that room. I tried to carry my son to bed last night and it was tough going.
They aren’t at an age where they’re going to clean up without an adult helping, and by helping I mean doing most of the work. The other problem is they have their own methods for everything and if toys get put away wrong they get very upset. We have to figure out a way to teach them that stuff doesn’t go on the floor. That floors and surfaces are clear and that is why we have shelves and storage bins. We might need another trip to Ikea.
At the end of the day the game was excellent, but I wouldn’t mind it becoming less of daddy’s private time and being invaded a little more by family. We should all gather round to marvel at Jayden Daniels. It is what he exists for.
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