Although it wasn't a great year for the Gators, Daddy still had to take one trip down to the swamp for a game. But this wasn't a fun trip. This trip was all business. Due to the influence of a certain cousin, Piglet decided it would be funny to tell her Daddy that she doesn't like the "chomp chomps" anymore. After I finished wiping the tears from my eyes, I realized one of my life long dreams was in jeopardy. Our primary goal in raising our children is that they will be believers who worship and glorify God. Our secondary goal is that they will graduate from the University of Florida. So off we went on our mission. The goal: re-convert Piglet to Gator nation.
We attend Gator Walk, a tradition the last coach brought from Notre Dame. It was cool to be that close to Coach Muschamp (above), and Papa's favorite player, John Brantley (below).
If you ever ask Piglet where she wants to go for dinner, you're certain to get one answer: Pizza Hut.
We also enjoyed the special treat of jumping on the bed at the hotel.
Late in the fourth quarter, we looked over the wall at all the school buildings and I told her about how much I loved going to school here. Piglet looked at Daddy and said the sweetest words:
"Daddy, when I get older, can I go to school here?"
Yes you can honey. Mission accomplished.