#74

Since we drove with Uncle Don and not Aunt Bonnie to Albany, we arrived early and got to see the marching band.

This was the only football related shirt we had.

We rectified it quickly with pom poms, a new U of A sweatshirt (that she changes into later after displaying her roots sweatshirt first) and Damien the Great Dane mascot plush that we properly name Rosie.

  Now we wait for #74.

Don't let him fool you, that mean face is nothing to be scared of...unless you are on the opposing team I guess.

A bit about Adam ... 

He is a leader...2 time captain of his high school team, where I hear, from inside sources, he is still revered.

He is respectful.  Adults (and I am sure refs too) admire this and his politeness and curtesy.

 

And despite his huge appearance and all of this on the field...

 

kids LOVE him.  Amelia included.

We cheered.

We ate.

And sipped on a latte.   It was cocoa.

And when things were at a lull, we played with Liz, who also attends Albany as a graduate student AND who would be our host that evening as we were staying the night at her new apartment!

Oh and got our hair done. 

But despite the excitement and fun we were having, by the looks of Adam and his family watching...things weren't going in the Dane's favor.

They lost.  I wish it were a win, but I GOT TO SEE ADAM PLAY A FOOTBALL GAME!!! Woo hoo!  FINALLY!

Time to find Adam and offer encouraging words...except while waiting...

Damien the mascot came thru first.  Scaring the bageebees out of Amelia.

Unfortunately, I missed a pic of Adam coming out...and all I got was this picture walking to Liz' apartment with dinner in our hands.    

We didn't spend as much time as I would have liked with him during our visit...like a game of pictionary time ...or monopoly time...he knows what I mean. :)

Summer 2015 is all I have to say. 

We did love our stay with Liz and Ryan ... a game of memory that kept Amelia up WAYYY late and she would have kept going if it not for Liz tuckering out :)  

We headed back to Syracuse the next morning... actually to Canastota where Aunt Donna was waiting for us to go to the Apple Fest!  Wow it just doesn't stop...