Super Bowl

I'm trying my hardest not to watch the Super Bowl, mainly because BYU isn't in it.  Oh yeah, that's right, it's the NFL.  Oh well, , I get my information from the yells emminating from the family room, where Bill is watching the game.  I think he's for the Colts, and they just held the Saints from scoring their first touchdown. Yay, I guess.
I finished my third apron, and I'm not sure which granddaughter is getting this one, since it's smaller than I thought, maybe Maggie.  That just means I only have one more to go (even though I love making them).  Today is the day I told you about yesterday (and if you don't know what day that is, you didn't read my blog yesterday. Totally confusing, I know.  It's been pretty quiet, we went to church, ate, I finished some papers for school, and now I'm just waiting to get into trouble.
The Super Bowl is over, and all is well, at least in New Orleans.  I didn't really care who won, and I found other things to do while it was going on.  I do feel bad for Peyton Manning, but you can't win them all.  Here's a few pictures of future sports hero/rocket scientists:

 

This is the face that could stop a truck, but we love her just the same, if not more!