My son Zachary has become a Washington Redskins fan. I figured that it would happen since we live so near the team and that is ALL you hear about. Well, that, and about their hatred of the Dallas Cowboys, and since I am not a fan of Dallas myself, I found that I could accept that my son is now, a Redskins fan. For Christmas, he begged for a Redskins Jersey. So, after looking everywhere for a youth sized jersey, we finally found one, a Clinton Portis jersey. (for those of you who don't know, he is "the man" when it comes to Redskins football) He opened it up on Christmas morning and wore it for 4 days straight. I finally told him that if he wore it one more day, it was going to stand up on it's own, so he better part with it so that it could be washed, or we were going to have to throw him in the washer while he was wearing it. He didn't think that it would be a good idea to have it washed while he was wearing it, so he let me wash it. He still cherishes it and wears it often.
As I was looking at the information for the DC Auto Show, I saw that Clintin Portis was going to be there signing autographs last night. I thought "wow, that would make Zach's year!" so we set out as a family to go.(the crazy things we do for our children!) We are about an hour and 1/2 from DC so it's a fairly long trip to go and come back in one night. (plus the traffic is enough to make anyone lose there minds!)
So, after driving for a long time, we finally had just 10 minutes to go. I was all excited for my son, getting to meet his "hero" and all. Then the announcement from my son came, "MOM!!!! I NEED TO GO THE THE BATHROOM REALLY BAD!!!!!" Now, through the whole trip, he doesn't mention a word about that, so now, that we are only 10 minutes from our destination, and there is NO PLACE to stop, he mentions that he has to go. So, we told him that he would have to hold it until we got to the convention center. Well, about 2 minutes passed and he tearfully announced, "MOM!!!!! I had an accident!" So, at 6:30, we started a search for a place to buy him some dry pants, etc..... because we weren't about to make it a wasted trip. So, we set out to find a place. An hour later, we finally found a Target (by the way, FYI there is NO place to buy a little boy pants located anywhere in downtown DC). So now, it was 7:30 and the convention center was at least 30 minutes away, not counting the time it would take to park and walk, plus Portis was only there between 6PM - 8PM.... so, our whole trip was a bust! (now I know why some animals eat their young!) The only good thing about it was that we now know where the nearest Target is from DC. As we were driving out of the Target parking lot, to go find a place to eat, my son announces "well, it's ok that I didn't get to meet Clinton Portis, I really didn't want to meet him anyways." Let me put it this way, that boy is lucky he still has a head!
Wednesday, January 25, 2006
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The poor guy!
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