Back when Rick was all football all the time (pretty sure I haven’t mentioned here that Rick isn’t doing anything with football anymore – just softball, baseball & field hockey, but that’s a story for another day), he used to tell time in the fall by who our opponent was that week. I remember being at open house for Mallory’s class one year and needing to pick a conference slot. We were looking at the dates & times and Rick asked when it was and I said the week before Thanksgiving. He responded “When is that? Wait, that’s Ohio State week” and then he was able to better tell me what his availability was. I was dying (and mildly annoyed – who doesn’t know when Thanksgiving is??).
Fast forward a few years to this morning. I was asking Carson if he wanted to sign up for an afterschool activity and he asked when it started. I looked it up and told him it started February 6. He thought for a minute and said “Ok, so that’s the week after the Super Bowl. Not the week after the Pro Bowl though.”.
Or it’s February 6.
I guess he is his father’s son.