Warning... this post contains lots of Alabama and a certain jersey that someone absolutely loves.
Last Thursday they had spirit day at school. Fulton was so excited about wearing his jersey (that Aunt Kiki gave him... complete with his name on the back and daddy's number when he played football). We got to see our sweet buddy Laylee for a quick second before school started so I snapped a picture of these two cuties sporting their AL gear.
Saturday came and Fulton couldn't wait one more day to get to the game. We told him earlier in the week that we were going on Saturday and literally every morning I got him up he would say "Are we going to the game today?" Sweet boy loves some football. Sidenote--see the huge bruise/black eye on face. A boy tripped him at school last week and he fell flat on his face. It has been pretty swollen and black, but he hasn't really missed a beat. I just feel so bad for him.
It was Alabama's homecoming and we made it in time for the parade.
Aunt Keri and Uncle Pete weren't going in the game but they came down to tailgate and hang out.
We waited and waited for the parade to start.
And finally it was here. He enjoyed Pop holding him so he could see better. However, there was one local high school dance team that I had to cover Fulton's eyes for. Yikes!!
This was one of his favorites... the team equipment bus.
After the parade, eating way too much, playing tackle football with some boys and enjoying the day with family it was finally time to go in the game.
But not long after the first quarter this guy was spent. He had had a long day with no nap and he was pooped. We made it to half time and called it a day!