Super Bowl Champs!

Finley's been gearing up for the "big game" all week and after a quick run to Wilson Farms, we were ready to watch the Giants take on the Patriots.  I had a few tricks up my sleeve to keep Finley happy and busy during the game, the first being an inflatable football that Finley wanted to inflate himself.

He didn't make much progress, so I finished it and he was thrilled!

He enjoyed the opening "ceremony" with all the drummers and had to quickly find his drumsticks to play along and march around.

 He was certainly in his element throughout the first half, alternating between throwing, drumming, and trying to sit on his new football.

He was excited when he saw Eli on the television and since we've been playing catch all week where Finley says, "I'm Eli" and tells me that "Mommy's (Victor) Cruz," it was only fitting that at one point Finley ran up to the TV and said "Come on, Eli, throw the ball to Cruz!"  Probably one of his longest sentences to date and right on target for offensive play calling.  Thankfully, he took a game break for dinner at his playoff-lucky dining table position.  

 

Asking for seconds on carrots while standing up on his stool and dancing around his table, it was quite a site.

 Dan was pretty focused throughout the game while we played around, but I think Finley sensed his dad's intensity and wanted to get in on it so he crawled up onto the couch for support.

Finley's big game ended with a special animal crackers/cookies dessert (while being read some favorite books and occasionally checking in on the television).  He was bummed that it was bedtime, but willingly said goodnight to his dad and went off to dreamland.

Dan wanted to wake him up to tell him Eli won the game, but I was against that--there will be plenty of celebrating tomorrow morning in the Forseter house I'm sure :) Go Giants!