Our family's first```

game of backyard football. If you call it that, I think it was more like chasing each other and the boys ganging up on the girls. Poor Hannah suffered injuries when tackled by biggest younger brother, you know who you are!! Poor Josh, too little to get into the tackling business and felt left out, which brought a few tears. And Noah, well, Noah was just fine being Noah dragging Rusty around the yard saying Rusty was playing too! Dad tackled Mom and was much too fast for Mom to keep up with while running, so Zach was really quick to change teams. Anyway, fun memories made and lots of good exercise.:0
Even requests to play again, but not by Hannah of course.