Picture of the Day for 1/16/2011. If you ever needed proof that I love my dad, here it is. I spent three hours this afternoon watching football with him. I HATE football. Not just a little. I hate it a LOT.
My dad has been quite infirm the past couple of weeks and has had to be encouraged to eat and get out of bed. I accompanied him to lunch today in order to make sure he ate. When I escorted him back to his apartment, I expected him to collapse into bed, but instead he headed to the couch. I asked if he wanted to watch a football game and that peaked his interest. We sat through a couple of games (Seattle Seahawks vs. Chicago Bears; New York Jets vs. New England Patriots) until it was time for him to return to the dining room for dinner. I expected him to doze off at some point, but he remained alert the whole time. Ironically, I was the one who ended up dozing off. I was delighted my dad remained awake the whole afternoon since he spends way too much of his day in bed sleeping. And I have to admit that I actually became invested in the outcome of the games.
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