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!)