Every Sunday in the fall, our family snuggles on the couch and watches the Pittsburgh Steelers game. Today is no exception.
A ‘lil bit ago, Mr. Burgher got upset about the lack of a flag for a hold against Mike Wallace. He was yelling, “Where’s the flag? Awwwww, c’mon! Where’s the flag?”.
‘lil Miss A notices something on the TV and yells, “There’s the flag, Daddy!” I couldn’t help but laugh (as much as I love my husband, Mike Wallace, and the Steelers). You probably will, too.
(She was right!)
2 thoughts on “Where’s the Flag?”
That’s awesome! And my son yells that ALL THE TIME. He’s already an irate fan if calls don’t go our way!
That is so ridiculously adorable! I love that little girl! She’s so smart 🙂