My little date

John and I were talking last weekend and we wound up making plans to go to the BYU game that was tonight with his kids, and Sarah and Jared agreed to leave Thor in my charge for the evening so I could bring him along to hang out with his cousins. John and his kids bailed, but I had already hyped Thor up about the game, so there was no way that I could just cancel on him. Sarah and I have been joking around all week about my little date with him tonight. Andrew signed on as a third wheel mid-week.

It's the first date I've been on where I had to ask his mom for permission to take him out, I bought the tickets, I did the driving. I also packed a bag of supplies for him, carried him from the car to the Marriott Center, let him sit on my lap the entire game, ordered him to hold my hand, refused his pleas for ice cream and cotton candy, and carried him all the way back to the car, and then listened to him talk all the way home about how he wanted to go home to have "Mamma read me a story." He also told us on the way home that he likes basketball, and wants to go to another basketball game. Next time we will leave earlier and park closer, he's a hefty little guy and he refused to let Andrew carry him. We will also either sit closer or bring binoculars so that he doesn't have to use his hands:
Sarah and Jared were worried that it was going to be a terrible experience, but he really was super good. I think he went into a bit of sensory overload right there at the beginning. Sarah sings the BYU fight song to him from time to time, but he was so overwhelmed listening to the entire crowd singing it that he was sort of stunned into silence and wasn't able to regroup enough to participate until the end of the game. He just sat in my lap gaping at the cheerleaders, Cosmo, the half-time show, and the band. I guess it really is a lot to take in for a little guy.