That's My Boy

When we got home from the dog walk Saturday morning I noticed that TiVo was recording something for us. That seemed a bit odd at first -- Saturday morning isn't exactly what you'd call prime-time TV, although TiVo is good at finding interesting stuff at all hours of the day. It then occurred to me that the English Premier League started up again last weekend, so there was a pretty good chance there would be at least one new soccer game for me to watch. Furthermore, I remembered that Everton (my favorite team in the EPL) were playing Blackburn this weekend, so I flipped on the TV to see if that was the game that was on (as luck would have it, it was).

Now, Evan and I watch a lot of soccer together -- it's a great way to pass the time during those mornings when Evan is unwilling to sleep by himself and I'm too tired to do something productive while carrying him around but not tired enough to motivate myself to build a nest where I can lie down with him and actually fall asleep. Usually I'm doing most of the watching, while Evan does most of the sleeping. Today was different, though. As soon as the TV came on he was fixated by the action before us. I've never been so proud: