My son eats, breathes, and very literally sleeps football :)
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It makes me think of my husband. The only good thing for me is at least does not bring the ball to bed.
haha Girl Tre takes that thing EVERYWHERE he goes. When we were in Ruston, the school allowed him to bring it to play with it at recess. You have no idea how disappointed he was when the new school said he can’t :( lol