Little Hooligan

A few weeks ago, my man took up football again in the team of friends and of course, his girls had to go support him! Petti behaved as if she was training the team, standing on the side line screaming and jumping (and eating potato chips). It was so funny. She had a good time chitchatting with the girls and watching the boys run by. And for me, it was good to talk with the girlfriends, while hoping that my man would not get hurt. 

I'm a sissy, I know.