Before we had the boys a typical Saturday and Sunday afternoon was spent watching football while devouring a cheese plate. It became our little tradition in the winter months (and probably the source of a few too many kilos).
SInce the kids have come along this is something that has fallen by the wayside. For some reason it's just not as relaxing when there's cars and trucks being run across the coffee table (or up your arms) at the same time.
This weekend we caught a glimpse of what once was and could be again when the boys are a bit older. There was cheese consumed and football viewed but just not simultaneously.
Still, I'll happily take Brie anytime, football or not.
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