I wonder if scientists are soon going to discover the football gene in men?
Yesterday we were at a BBQ with Oliver. We got a football for him to play with, and he was running around with it having a great time.
At one point, he ran in between two trees, and I yelled “Touchdown, Oliver!”, and he stopped, threw the football on the ground, and started dancing. It was SOOOOOO funny, I wish I’d been taping it.
Now, Conner doesn’t play football. We don’t watch sports at all. How in the world did he know to do that?
I assume it must just be built in?