The Niners played the night game this week, so we gathered in the family room at dinner time to take in the action. (And if you were me, to crochet, too.)
At one point early on, Isaac disappeared and then reappeared wearing his Brock Purdy jersey. Across the room, Brady clutched a stuffed Sourdough Dan. And next to me, Adam had his own stuffie --the famous-in-our-house Steve-- ready to toss into the air whenever the Niners scored. I love all of that passion, even if it is just football, because it's good to care and to invest and to cheer and to encourage.
So yes, it was a nice evening with most of my favorite people, so I'm grateful for it. (And I'm grateful that SF beat Dallas.)
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