
So Where Was The Kicker?
My husband and I both eagerly await the Superbowl. He’s glad as it’s a reproach-free reason to drink ample amounts of beer (take one for the team!) and I can’t wait for the new ads. With four small children, however, we have to strategize and take a team approach. I cover him during the big plays; he yells when the commercials come on. Thank God for half-time.
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