Last night, about 45 minutes after we put James to bed, we could hear some gentle banging on his door. When we listened more carefully, it stopped. 15 minutes later we could hear it again. I went to check on him and as I slowly opened the door, James said "Hi!" and came rushing toward me with a football in his hand. We realized that he had never gone to sleep and had been playing football all along. It was so hilarious!! Our little boy was playing football in the pitch black of his room at 10:00 at night. Football is in his soul.
This is how James plays football...
(He especially loves to play when he can watch football at the same time.)
