Last night my husband and son went to a UTEP game. It’s a four day weekend and he decided to try to get Nate more into football. I decided to decline since I’m still recovering from my bad day. I can once again turn my head though without much pain so I’m happy.
Thirty minutes before kickoff I get the following pic txt to me:
I was wowed at how close they were. I may not know much about football but I know front row is always good unless you’re at a play. Shortly after I get another pic:
Is my son trying to highfive the mascot? Why yes, yes he is.
Oh, but it doesn’t end. Our son’s enjoyment of things like this is always iffy. While not autistic he has some autistic tendencies like aversion to loud noises. He brought along some headphones, the kind that muffle loud noises, but even then it’s not guaranteed that its enough or that he’ll enjoy himself.
About halfway throughout the game I get an excited text from my husband.
“He’s highfiving cheerleaders!”
Seriously? Apparently yes. When they finally stumbled in around 9pm I quizzed my son. I only got out of him that he “had a good time” but he won’t do it again because its too loud. And that cheerleaders are nice.
Other people’s kids go to football games for the football players mine goes to highfive cheerleaders and mascots.
*amendment apparently it was a group of cheerleaders he highfived not a single one*