Super Bowl Sunday started quietly in our house.
Tatum and my honey headed off to church, and I was unfortunately under the weather. So my mission was to snap photos to send to Tot.
Happiness.
When she came home, in her hands: a football. Apparently, she and Dad had made a pit stop, and just like that…the game was starting. She was ready. Or almost ready.
Then I got the question: Do you have a white T-shirt I can have? Now… we have a serious shortage of white shirts in this house. After unsuccessfully finding this out, she found a long-sleeved shirt of her own and went to work. Scissors. Markers. (Sharpies are not forgiving). She’s going to make a jersey come he_l or high water!
She was ALL Seahawks (though she did accidentally call them the Seagulls, which I will never let her forget). Seahawks vs. Patriots. She is ready.
But here’s the thing about Tatum: waiting is never just waiting.
As kickoff approached, the gears in her brain started turning.
“What else can I MAKE?”
Next thing I know, she’s asking, do we have any cans!? Ok, now what. OH, and a GLUE GUN?
I didn’t ask questions.
She pulled together 8 cans and VOILA! Yes, folks. It’s a gun.
Where is my girl? Football? A gun? What is next? Naturally, it had to be displayed…right on her wall. Alongside an impressive collection of Pokémon cards and mini cars. Honestly, her creative brain never stops. Ever. It’s like living with a tiny inventor/artist/engineer who occasionally watches football.
And while the game played, she casually worked on a drawing of a Digital Circus character. Multitasking at its finest.
With a little eye art, the day turned lively in the best way.
Two shockers sealed the deal: The Seahawks absolutely killed it with four field goals………
And …….
Kid Rock shared the Gospel at halftime.
Mic. Drop.
Super Bowl Sunday wasn’t loud or wild or crowded, but it was creative and very TATUM. I would not trade it for any party in the world.