We're watching football.
The girls are enthusiastic football fans. SUPER ENTHUSIASTIC. AND LOUD.
And frequently off topic. So by the 4th quarter, we had called for quiet more often than Saban calls for Ingram.
Katie finally got the picture and cautiously approached the door, pausing before entering.
Then she yelled across the room:
"MAMA, CAN I COME WHISPER SOMETHING IN YOUR EAR?
I DON'T WANT TO BOTHER DADA. HE IS WATCHING FOOTBALL."
Sweet girl. The pause button saved her life that day.