Rugby

Thursday night we went along with James to the tag rugby matches, the first time we've taken the boys out on a semi-long haul trip. They were great, there were only a few minutes on the sidelines where I thought everything was going to go pear-shaped because Eamonn really wanted to go and meet his daddy out on the pitch. Luckily a woman walked by with the sweetest boxer dog that had a soft spot for children. He licked Eamonn's face and Eamonn burst into hysterical laughter. The woman tried to stop her dog licking him but I begged her to let him get his fill and keep distracting Eamonn from going out to join the big boys and girls game! It was enough to shift his focus and for the rest of the time he was content to hang out with me and Tomas and be adored by the girls on the team who hadn't seen him since last summer.
Eamonn likes to play rugby (his version, anyway) and will pass the ball (sometimes). He also likes to "baby scrum" and will get into a down-dog yoga position and laugh and sort of growl, probably because we growl when we get down with him. He's also fond of putting our shoes on over his, and his daddy's boots were no exception. This is the only picture I got at the match, sorry, my hands were kind of full :)