Thursday, May 27, 2010

World Cup

There appears to be some sort of major football event happening soon, which my lovely husband is very excited about (sigh). I'm far more excited about my biggest guilty pleasure - the last series of Big Brother which starts a few days beforehand.

J-cub and I popped out for a few bits and bobs this afternoon, and the Co-op had massive inflatable footballs hanging from the ceiling. J-cub had just begun to get a bit shouty and I-don't-want-to-be-in-this-trolley-any-more-y, but was suddenly transfixed when he caught sight of them.

Like father, like son.


Heartful said...

I adopt a "If you can't beat them join them" attitude. It helps. But then again, I don't totally hate football.

Beth said...

I don't totally hate it, I just can't really see why people get so excited about what is, in essence, a load of men kicking a ball around and not scoring very often.

Then again, apart from any sort of equestrianism and Wimbledon, I'm really not a sporty person at all ;)