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Super Bowl 2015

Greetings to everyone.

Tonight was Super Bowl 49, and the family gathered around the television to watch the game and eat snacks instead of a well-rounded meal. It took some finagling, but the cut-the-cable-cord family got a stream transferred to a television.

With Grandma, Mom and Dad seated and eating, Xavier sat on the couch with us. He spent some time watching the first quarter. But the game was too tame for his liking. He dropped to the floor and teased the dog, whom we had locked outside the room to keep her out of the food. Xavier teased her through the glass.

Feeling his job done, he turned and watched the adults eating their hot wings and pizza rolls and chips with dip. He decided to join everyone.

Of late, Xavier has been really good about putting stuff away which he gets out. We've been encouraging him and working with him on this. Today, he applied these skills to the chip bowl. Taking two or three chips out, he would taste them. Deciding he had too many to manage, he put several tasted chips back. We constantly were pulling out the soggy, half-gummed chips from the bowl.

Overall, Xavier stayed in the room with us and played—more or less quietly. Often, he climbed onto the couch and sat for a few minutes before racing off to do something else. Always, however, he stayed close to the family, rather than in the kitchen or elsewhere where he might get into unsupervised mischief (Oops. I meant to type "toddler exploration").

Staying close and playing, occasionally going away to find a toy and return with it was relaxing and most enjoyable. We were able to enjoy the game more or less uninterrupted by not having to answer the question "Where's Xavier?" or "What is he into now?"

During the closing minutes of the game, Xavier grew tired and tried finding comfortable positions on the couch to lay down and go to sleep. He even had his fuzzy blanket to cover up with. Alas, he could not get comfortable, whether on the couch or on a parent. He gladly went to bed, happy with learning the final score of the game the next day.




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