Fly Eagles Fly, On The Road To non-Victory

Monday Night Football featured the Philadelphia Eagles and the Dallas Cowpoke. Ally got all dressed up in her cheerleader outfit (Thank you, Grandma!) and watched the game over at Daddy's coworker's house (Thank you, Lynn and Ralph!). To our surprise, Ally could already recognize the symbol on her belly and could say "eagle" fairly well without any coaching. I guess she was born to be a lifetime fan. And, true to loyal Philly fan-dom, Ally already doesn't care much for the Cowboys; every time they were mentioned, she'd Mooooo!

While Ally was busy rearranging Lynn's placemats and fridge magnets, Chris was busy watching the game and requesting blood pressure medication, and Karen was busy eating half a pizza and trying to keep up with the action. We were hoping for a different final score, but at least Ally was a winner in her little outfit. I hear there's another Eagles game on this Sunday, and we'll be able to watch it from the comfort of our own couch. That means I should look through our boxes and find Chris' Eagles football so he'll have something to throw at the TV screen. Don't worry, it's stuffed.