Friday Night Lights

Give me a L....Give me a H....Give me a S.....LHS, LHS, LHS! GO LEWISBURG!

(Posing with "Pat" the Patriot)

Ok, more like, Give me a BREAK! Talk about a sure fire way to feel old. Have you been to a high school football game lately? So young, so much energy, so carefree! We experienced it firsthand this past Friday evening as we took in our first Lewisburg High School game. Riley was really excited, as this was her first official, not on TV game, and Mike and I were anxious to do a little PR out in the community. We found out that this is only their 2nd season with a football team b/c the Lewisburg "compound" is relatively new. It was homecoming and there were lots to see with regard to "high school culture". It was really surreal. Lots of things have changed, but lots of things have stayed the same! Riley enjoyed the game, cheerleaders, homecoming stuff at halftime, rolling down the bleachers (yep, took a nosedive down about 3 of them while chasing a PowerAde she got at the "confession stand"). Still can't believe she didn't even get a bruise. Just scared the life out of us (and tons of strangers). Nothing says, "hello new community" like your 5 year old flailing down the bleachers. I swear it was in slow motion and all you could see were arms, legs, and feet. After all a very valuable PowerAde was at stake...certainly couldn't be replaced with $2. GOOD GRIEF! So, not only did we age in that all those young, energetic high schoolers made us feel like our AARP cards were one stamp away; BUT our sweet daughter took 10 years off our lives with her stunt. Counting our blessings, we left at halftime and she was asleep before we arrived home (4 miles total).

If she yelled, "Go Lewisburg" once, she yelled it 100 times. Honestly! Ask the poor deaf guy that sat in front of us.