Midbro and I took Niecey to the footy for the first time on Sunday.
We had no idea how it was going to go and were both worried that she would freak out because of all the people and all the noise and the lack of crawling opportunities.
It had to happen sooner or later though, so we figured we might as well just take her and see what happened. Plus, the Dees were playing Freo, so there was a fairly good chance we were going to win and everyone loves a win, even people who are very small and have not even had a birthday yet.
I have to say, it couldn't have gone better. At first, Niecey looked a little dubious, but perhaps this was because she was wearing a purple, the Fremantle colour.
We took her cardigan off and things improved immediately. The Demons kicked a goal and everyone clapped. Niecey loves clapping. She hears the sound of clapping and starts smiling and flinging her hands at one another. Sometimes they make contact. Sometimes they even make the clapping sound. Either way, Niecey doesn't care, she just loves to hear the sound of those claps.
It had to happen sooner or later though, so we figured we might as well just take her and see what happened. Plus, the Dees were playing Freo, so there was a fairly good chance we were going to win and everyone loves a win, even people who are very small and have not even had a birthday yet.
I have to say, it couldn't have gone better. At first, Niecey looked a little dubious, but perhaps this was because she was wearing a purple, the Fremantle colour.
We took her cardigan off and things improved immediately. The Demons kicked a goal and everyone clapped. Niecey loves clapping. She hears the sound of clapping and starts smiling and flinging her hands at one another. Sometimes they make contact. Sometimes they even make the clapping sound. Either way, Niecey doesn't care, she just loves to hear the sound of those claps.
I don't know how it happened, but the Demons were kicking goal after goal after goal in what can only be described as a goal kicking bonanza. With the goals came the claps, and with the claps came the joy of Niecey. Basically she was having the best time ever.
Of course, nothing makes an already fun time even funner like a snack. I made chicken sandwiches and the good times just kept on rolling.
The Demons were winning the hell out of the game. At the start of the final quarter they were up by, like, 50 points. We decided to take Niecey for a little walk around the MCG. But first we dressed her up so she looked really cute.
The look on her face in this picture signaled what was to come, but foolishly we ignored it because we were having such a great time. We tried to crank up the cuteness even further by adding the flashing Demon horns they give all club members.
Readers, babies do NOT like to wear flashing horns. Niecey doesn't have a dummy, but if she had one, this would have been the point at which she spat it. Here she is, totally losing it, at the 20 minute mark of the final quarter.
I think she did a super job lasting as long as she did. And the Demons won by 89 points which almost made me want to cry too!
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