Well Thanksgiving came and went. Dave had to work for it and Mychael was with his dad and Tracey so I went down to Chester with Brayden to be with my family for it. I think Brayden was pretty overwhelmed by all the people and immediately wanted to attach himself to my leg and stay there. We ended up leaving early and driving back so he would sleep and get in a better mood. He was back to happy when we got home so I spent the evening playing with him and eating leftovers. On Saturday we had thanksgiving with Daves family. Just a quiet nice dinner. It was good that we got to be with both families for the holidays. I always feel bad if we miss one or the other so this year it worked out great.
Last night was the football banquet. Mychael was so excited to go. Brayden stayed home so it was me and Dave, Mychaels dad and Tracey, and Mychael. We got there and sat around and talked and then got in line for dinner. They had a nice restaurant in Granite cater it and so we ate good! After that they had a few guest speakers. They were all nice to listen to and I enjoyed hearing their stories (even though one went on forever and you would have thought he was trying to recruit incoming freshman rather then talking to a group of 8-12 year olds) and what they had to say. We made Mychael perk up and listen. I want him to learn that there is more to it then just the game. Its hard to keep an 8 year old listening when even half the adults in the room were playing with their cups and looking around bored :) After that it was on to them introducing the coaches and then each coach gave their team members a medal and introduced them. Then their team was presented with the trophy for winning the championship. I love watching Mychael in situations like this. He is just so proud looking. It makes me happy for him. His coach said something that will stay with me and made me laugh. He was talking about education and grades and he said in his house is goes like this...getting an A means awesome. getting a B means be careful. getting a C means caution. cause getting a D means death. I LOVED that!! LOL!! On the way home we talked to Mychael about grades and how all of that plays into getting to play football. I told him that when you play for the school if you get bad grades they don't let you play and when you play for the park district if you get bad grades WE don't let you play. He seemed to get it. Although the kid is an A student it never hurts to try to scare him into staying that way. So here are the pictures from last night.
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