Driving the Bus Like a Boss

 

I know the whole ‘like a boss’ thing is probably passé by now (kinda like the word passé) but I’m always late to those parties so I’m going to use it.

Anywho, it’s a fact that the city of Auburn turns my kids into self confident goof balls. I have no idea why. Two places affect James that way. Auburn and  the family land in the country. From the second he steps on to campus he walks around like he was responsible for the building of Toomer’s Corner. Which of course we stop at every time we visit. This last visit for the Iron Bowl was no different.


This year we made sure to do the locker room tour. Back in college we knew a friend who knew a friend and we were able to get in crazy early one morning (and by early I probably mean eleven but, ya know, college hours.)

Here we are in the locker room in 1996.


The locker room has changed quite a bit since then – although the men in this picture are still tall.

The line to get in was looooong.

There was much of this:


Tomfoolery.


Shenanigans.

Climbing that fence is the only way you’re getting into the Iron Bowl, kid.

And finally this epic shot.


It was worth the wait. The locker room was really cool and they even let you go out into the field. Well, close to it anyway.


Tre Mason’s locker.

The field looks even bigger and brighter up close.




Oh, look. Our Christmas Card! Because nothing says ‘football isn’t an idol in our life’ like making your Christmas Card on Pat Dye Field. Dang it. 


ESPN’s College Game Day was on campus and the kids got to pick from the leftover signs.


He carried this sign around all day…wait for it…LIKE A BOSS.


Stella took a liking to the Gus Bus.

She drove that bus…LIKE A BOSS.

He was too excited to get a sign.

Too excited…LIKE A BOSS!

Alright, I’ll stop now. After all, I’m supposed to be wrapping gifts right now…LIKE A BOSS!

I’m sorry. I just couldn’t resist.

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And I’m sorry to the Alabama fans (if there are any left) that read the blog. I’ll stop talking about Auburn soon. Well, soonish.

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