Redskins?

PDG's Grandma in Maryland would love nothing more than for him to be a Redskins fan.  In fact, whenever she sees him she bounces him on her lap, facing her, and chants "Redskins, Redskins, Redskins, RGIII."

Now J-Man and I have agreed to make PDG a Seahawks fan until he is old enough to choose Cowboys or Redskins (and clearly disappoint one of his parents).  Somehow, though, the picture above happened and those cheeks and tired eyes made it too adorable for me not to post.

And while we're talking football, Fantasy has gotten pretty intense.  Somehow I have gone from the girlfriend who detested made-up football time-sucking internet obsessions to the wife who participates in two leagues, including one that she co-commissions. And even more, I've managed to have winning records, without consulting J-Man, and am ranked #2 in both.  It would be cooler if J-Man wasn't the one beating me, but I have faith that my friends in the leagues will promptly shut him down and either take the lead for themselves, or open up room for me to step in and be the fantasy champ within the G house.

Either way, Sundays are still one part church, 12 hours football, two parts nap when PDG naps.